The Pit

A little poem I wrote describing the engine room I worked in while deployed aboard the USS Boxer.

The whine of the engine

the low rumble of the beast

spurred on by its fiery heart 

and roiling blood of superheated steam

here is where you will find Snipe's men

ceaseless battle they wage but cannot win

blistering waves of oppressive heat

here even the strongest will know defeat

yet still they fight their endless war

smirking as death creeps round' their door