
Thwarted ocean now behind her
Salted wind and low voiced murmur
Creaking beam and riven plank
Breaking waves in dark of night
Under load and straining rope
Slowly slips into the harbor
Stealth and darkness help to hide her
While anchor drops and warriors ready
‘Til deafening roar on ‘Morrow dawn
Bring death and war to our shores
No one here is set save you
Save yourself or perish surely
Now is the time to put fear aside
……. And fight
Appropriate poem, aye?
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As it was intended
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