The ship anchors
the port
The battle lost
at the sea
The cracks all
over body shape
It will take the
repairers a long time
Nobody wants to
see
It has a bad
history
Flowing out to
the sea
The people
staying away
The flag flowing
on the high mast
It tells of its
heyday decades ago
The shining blue
by the sun rays
Now the haunting
dreams of last battle
The sailors had
disembarked
They left with a
sad sorrow
No more the
glitters; no more the cash
Once it was
partying the whole night through
Now they have to
face the truth
The lies they
had spoken and engaged
It has made them
the worst kind on Earth
They can’t look
up to see their lies
It is written on
the sky
It is said on
the high mast
The battle flag
sways by the wind
Broken of spirit
and the losses
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