I saw him kneeling
Saying gibberish of unspoken words
Hiding the tears

Then I saw him fighting
As darkness crept into the gloomy night
Screaming gibberish
Unknown language

He was a sailor
One of those guys who loved the ocean with such bravery and dignity

He was a loner
One of Flander's lovers with golds and coins around his neck

Yet, luck was fading away
As the ship he made destroyed by the storm
All of his men died rotten to dust

While he
he knelt under the stars
Praying, probably

I was just standing in emptiness, watching him and wondering

An old man he was
between madness and nilness