The Unknown

The gale it crashed upon the ship
It cracked the mast drawing swear from lip

Waves did surge across the decks
Men clung to the lines
Yet were overboard swept

The sails lashed against her sides
Hope for the crew that moment did die

They fired the guns off one by one
Raised their cries
And prayed for the sun

Yet still they fell into the sea
With naught left but their dignity

The morning came
The sun arose
Awakened from its long repose

Its golden rays then downward shone
Upon the wreckage of the ship Unknown

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