Rise

Rise

My bladed bow cut through the swell
I charted on into the hell
My pistons hummed, my compass set
I had not learned fear and regret

As time went on my pistons slowed
My rusted hull the crusties growed
My rudders slipped, the charts weren't clear
My poise was rocked, and racked with fear

My vessel broke, my vessel strayed
Till on the rocks my hull was splayed
The dead cracked steel drift down to black
A faded hunk of nothing wreck

My cold and rust and nothing wreck
A home did find a coral speck
From this speck the coral grew
My cold dead steel found life anew

(Copyright mindmasseusse, shared on steemit)

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