#1
The moon starts playing his role on welkin tonight,
our ship sailing wildly across the sea,
what a stilly scene,
but the tide is not throw down the gauntlet tonight.
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Unlike the prior month,
the sea shows us his hatred,
even deign to break our back deck,
crashing our ship into the middle of nowhere;
the moon did not appear that night,
lurked behind a black cloud,
he lose his face to staring at us who started on edge,
anxious from the fierce waves that surged.
#2
That night the sea didn't want to act stilly,
it's wanted to scuttle all of us to the ground.
But we choose to save our lives with the little canoes and let our ship drowning.
It is onerous to saw that sight,
but what can we say?
That night, the sea was not ours,
it belongs to Neptune and Poseidon who's angry.
They were so angry, and deign to rolled up our canoes, then washed us away to the land of nowhere.
it's wanted to scuttle all of us to the ground.
But we choose to save our lives with the little canoes and let our ship drowning.
It is onerous to saw that sight,
but what can we say?
That night, the sea was not ours,
it belongs to Neptune and Poseidon who's angry.
They were so angry, and deign to rolled up our canoes, then washed us away to the land of nowhere.
#3
In the land of nowhere,
we found our ship was fearfully broken,
and perhabs it took several sennight to repair the breakage.
But here,
there aren't any resources that we can get,
except the arid land and barren mountains.
It obliterate our hopes for a while,
but what else can we do?
We must continue the journey.
Heading to a fertile land on the other side,
a land that people said was full of hope and our dreams will come true, and
maybe, from this land we can start our new colony.
#4
The dawn began to rise in the east,
this time it was not shy about mocking us,
even stinging the crew who began to busy with their work.
The day's wind was quite friendly and easily took our boat away,
splitting the waves.
On the deck some of the crew began cleaning the floor full of blood, the result of the massacre of the pirates last night.
While I, the captain of the ship,
still asleep in the cabin, thinking;
"Apparently slaughtering the pirates was not as easy as one might imagine, unlike the tales of the old sailors, who told me about how easy it was for them to slit the throats of pirates."
Note :
📷Illustration 1, 2, 3 : Ivan Konstantinovich Aivazovsky
📷Illustration 4 : William Bradford
📷Illustration 4 : William Bradford
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