What a Hell of a Mutiny

The captain of the ship,
They say that he knows best.
We do as we're told,
And never mind the rest.

He sees the waves
Before we do;
Keeps us safe,
Sails us through.

He provides
What we require.
Knows our wants,
Our heart's desire.

But even with our steadfast master
Standing at the helm,
Storm clouds rumble in the sky,
And we are overwhelmed.

As the dark waves crash,
Both starboard and port,
We question our journey,
We want to abort.

To delve down deep
In the roiling murky depths
To let the darkness win,
And our existence to forget.

Our strong and fearless leader
Tries to pull us from our thoughts
But our hands are tied behind our backs
By our many mental knots.

He screams into our face,
Blustering in vain.
He can not see that we have lost,
That in defeat we lay.

So alas we take the final plunge,
Our bodies swallowed by the sea
As our sad skipper shakes his head,
"What a hell of a mutiny."

Reviews

[Justin]

that was really good :) i was able to see everything in my head :) great job :)

[Bookworm1223]

Thanks :) I'm glad you enjoyed it

[Justin]

your welcome, great job :) :)