So many months we have been at sea
silent running bellow the blue
we loyal submariners
do what we have to do

Our weapon is stealth
a hawk with an eye on the ocean
a leopard of the sea
a wolf in dolphin clothing

We want to go home
there is not one here
that does not miss
there familles

The engines over head
wanting distraction, our deaths
that one was close
this one we know

We know they have got us
so we look at our faded photos
as the depth charges
securer our fate


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris