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Jun 2019
The captain who knows
No quarter
Fires blindly
As his crewmates
Bawl and scream
As his orders reach no foe

Yet here is he
That which God punishes
Or perhaps man himself
As the waves crash
And hulls, too

Can we be saved
From his wrath
That O so besieges
What was once
A fair and laden battle?

He strikes the albatross
And its sailors
As his blood
Boils the water
That surrounds him
And his children, too

His hat means naught
To those he curses might
Even as he checks his compass
With a twitch so unsightly
That he blows a hymn
In regret

Thus tells the tale
Of a man so blind
So bold
So noble
That his aggression
Is both told
In grace and in seawater
That chokes the lives
Of those blackened
By his desires
Written by
Harrison Graves
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