Everything was okay
In this boat, on its way
To the beautiful estuary
That leads to the sea
The mariners were working
When the sun was here above
They were hot and thinking
That they had seen no dove
When suddenly
All they could see
Was a rabbit
And its spirit
Their horrible escape was unclear
Some of them jumped in the sea
While the captain had no mercy
And killed the rabbit with no fear
But the bad thing was done
He shouldn't have betrayed a God
They all died on this very same day
Superstition is the enemy of the runaway.
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Collection of Mystical Poetry
PoetryHere you will find a collection of english poetry. It will deal with such themes as empowerment, nature, feminism, open mindsets or spirituality.
