The Great Unknown (Part 1)

Few men of yore,
Put ship to sail
In the days gone by
They bid adieu, and left the shore,
A storm brewing in the sky

The wind blew hard
And the sky was pitch-black
Lightning struck the mast,
Into the storm the ship sailed on,
Towards the Great Unknown

Thunder and Lightning,
Moans and groans
And muffled prayers for help,
The tyrannous ship had a mind of its own,
Full of water and weeds and kelp

The sailors, powerless, looked up
Towards the perpetual sky,
A bolt of blue
Split the ship in two,
And all the men, oh, they did cry

Pieces of wood, rock and stone
Were latched upon by men,
They kept afloat,
on barrels and drums
And at long last the Sun shone once again

The wicked sea,
Had downed the ship,
The Sailors were its slaves
All alone, not a soul in sight,
Should the sea be their grave?

All alone in the silent sea,
Dying of hunger and thirst,
The sailors, they did not know
What was to come
Would be the worst.

Click here to read the second part: The Great Unknown (Part 2)


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