Ahoi, ahoi — he sailed the high seas,
Beautiful sunlight,
Blue sky,
And breeze.

The sails caught the wind
Like a perfect photograph,
The captain at the helm
With a whistle and laugh.

But the sky darkened,
The sun slipped away —
On his face no more joy,
Just fear and dismay.

“Captain, why are you scared?
This is your domain.”
I thought he would battle
The storm,
The rough seas,
The rain.

Yet little I knew,
My trust was in vain —
He feared the unknown,
The uncharted terrain.

He stood there frozen,
Unsure what to do,
Then spun the wheel sharply,
And cried,
“Back to shore — we’re through!”

But you’re no captain, bold and true,
If calm alone is all you knew.
The test of sailors, fierce and grand,
Is steering storms no soul had planned.