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The Ship will Sink
©10-7-2016, Olan L. Smith
The ship will sink upon this shore
A captain knows to cling no more
Abandon ship his final call
Beloved I failed, today befall
Upon dark shadows, my heartsore.
A Captain's fate is death, go down
To depth unknown for him unfound
No longer beats his heart, in death
The ship will sink.
Raise up, and find what you deplore
A skeleton, a rusty deck, no more.
What you find is all that's left,
My faith is gone, perhaps yours cleft
For me, a soul both dark and sore?
The ship will sink.
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The Ship will Sink
PoetryThese is a collection of rondeau style poem that I have written. (Credit for cover, Olan L. Smith)
