The
leaks in the blue ship
The
Captain sleeps it through
The
sailors have parties
Ignoring
the rising water
The
sailors don't sound the alarm
They
are drunk and soaked in rums
They
think they are floating
Raising
them upwards to heaven
The
Captain smokes his cigars
Looking
at the calm water
He
doesn't realize the undercurrents
Sweeping
swiftly for his fall
Every
sailor is addicted
To
the game of wealth and positions
They
don't see the leaking holes
Creeping
hungrily for their souls
By
the time the water reaches its peak
The
sailors start to ring the bell
Voices
can be heard but no escape
The
Captain realizes the sinking ship
The
dinghy are lowered quickly
The
sailors scrambled for safety
Only
a few managed to sail away
Together
with the Captain
The
blue ship finally sinks
Taking
with her some of her crew
The
Captain turns away
Knowing
he has lost his game
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