Steam Into That Abyss

Beware when breaking from traditions past, it might not be what you expected

Speed: 12 Knots

Her bow broke these uncharted waters
As if to quench a desperate thirst
The land which our fathers ignored, just beyond
The swirling fog
Less certain than gilded pages
More so than their context
At least to her

Speed: 16 Knots

Her bow broke these uncharted waters
Pierced battlements of cloud
Fathers' taunts lost to roars of sail and steam
The swirling fog
The land beyond
Rejected by gilded pages
More welcomed than their hubris
At least to her

Speed: 24 Knots

Her bow broke these uncharted waters
The sun started to lead
The land came, to welcome us just beyond
The swirling fog
The land beyond
Our fathers'
Embraced their gilded pages
More humiliated they
At least to her

Speed: 0 Knots

Her bow halted in these uncharted waters
Steam rising lazily to clear skies
Nothing, nothing, nothing just beyond
The swirling fog
The land ensured
Our fathers'
A hope...
Less certain to we who saw nothing
Ungrounded the once-vindicated fathers.

And she awaited patiently to pursue yet another pipedream,
To sail to yet another promised land which did not exist

Author's Note

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