The Ship's Denouement

It was an epoch, it started

The day the ship started sailing;

And thus the journey began.

The two passengers feared,

Feared drowning.

Feared that the ship would be looted by the pirates,

Before reaching the destination.

They feared not the destination,

But the journey itself.

Hard to unflatten, hard to

Vandalize

Was the ship's deck, because

So well did the two passengers

build it,

Truly handcrafted out of love, so fine.

Truly indestructible as you say.

But then,

The plot thickens.

Lord! Oh Lord!

Lord had set the cruelest weather.

Just like a lily in the desert,

Just like flames out of water,

The clouds roaring

The sky's melancholy,

In a few words,

A castigate without sin.

Now,

After the ship sank,

Tears rolled from the

Passenger's beautiful eye, and

Filled the mighty ocean, because now

In this orderly disordered world,

That solemnly dark mind,

Trying to find luminescence to her denouement

Was likely to prejudice the pessimist's welfare.