The Oceans and the Black Swan (Part 2)

Merciless tides wash through the decks
waves shuddering in pitiful regret
Men cast aside in the pull so fierce
And dragged down deep to the depths.
Muffled screams as thunder cracks
And lightning does strike.
The Crew feel nothing
Men of sacrifice
Of suffering.
Have known greater pain.
Through the storm, the Black Swan staggers
Under the weary stars does she sing
She be sailing to the North,
through no man's sea.
"Reef the mainsail!
Bring us closer to the wind!"
The wind screams out into the night
as the Swan catches on
The next wind
and pulled into the eye of the storm.
No sea has ever been stronger
casting crew men to the ocean
to the freezing depths.
They die.

The Ocean
tearing into the vessel
the waves
come crashing down
as those remaining,
scream under its weight.
Only Captain
And first mate remain
Brothers known to each other
For too long.
The final wave, towering in height
Bring the crushing defeat.
The Oceans swallow them whole
And claim the Black Swan
Crushing the wood
And swallowing it whole
Men today
Claim to hear in crest-fallen song
Of the Sea-farers’ Ode
Faint in sorrow
"As lapping waters claim her
we be set free.
While she sinks in vessel
she soars in spirit.
Bitter salt
a taste of the wind
rain thrashes her
tearing into the weather-torn
wood.

Shuddering as she breathes
crying as she creaks
she who has claimed her crew
her crew claim her crest.
The crest of the fallen
of the sea-farer and the proud."
As the Black Swan
sinks to the depths
darkness she be claimed.
Death the crew may be brought
souls of the sea-farers
Still sing to the Black Swan
to her crest-fallen ode.
The final timber sinks
breaking through the surface...
The Black Swan be claimed
as the ship wrecks of old.
As she settles to sea bank
and weed of sea constrict.
Miles above the depths
the storm of the Oceans
rages on.
As the Black Swan
rests below