The Great Unknown (Part 2)

Click here to read the first part: The Great Unknown (Part 1)

For three days and nights
They lived on,
Afloat on wood and rubble
Barely alive,
Searching for light,
And an eye out to look for trouble

But on the fourth,
They gave up hope
And looked to the heavens and cried
Driven to madness,
Fury and torment,
The mariners, they wished they died

Fog and mist,
Devoured them whole,
Laughter, echoed all around
The sailors, scared
Looked around in despair,
There was no mistaking the growling of hounds

As blind as bats
Scared and scrawny like rats,
The sailors had no choice but to be
Little did they know,
They were surrounded by ghosts
Heading towards them with glee

Skeletal, paper-thin hands crept out from the water
And grabbed the sailors one by one
The sailors’ last thoughts,
Of the wives and daughters
As they were dragged,
Deep into the depths of the ocean

Pale, ghostly living dead,
With eyes as red as blood,
Clamped their mouths,
And clutched their wrists,
And heaved them down
Towards the ocean floor

The sailors wide-eyed,
Were in for a surprise
And they prayed,
To each his own,
Yanked down they were, into the dark
Towards the Great Unknown.


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