Paradise Truly Regained

PARADISE TRULY REGAINED

Tidings of the brave new world did came,
And went in the warrior’s head
It was many miles more to kingdom come,
And long before, they’d be dead.

The sailors they went up in joy,
every time the yellow sun shone,
for ‘twas so rare, and brilliant then,
they felt they’d been wakened from stone.

The warrior, he moved not, his eyes
From the brood of the island afar,
‘Paradise’ – it was named, and rightly so,
As everyone lived unscarred.

They followed the map of Piri Reis by day,
By night they were David’s faithful,
And when in doubt or just plain dubious,
They worshipped late Jack sparrow’s skull

All was fine, they were bobbing along,
Until “hark” one night, scream’d he
“damn it all, ‘twas wrong, ‘twas unfair,
And sad. I shall have no more of this sea

All of his helpers and boys filed quietly past,
The henchmen and the deck hands,
Slowly the steer reversed its path,
Crumbled dreams of fancied lands.

The cap’n shuddered sadly in his cabin,
Was there a name for a warrior his kind?
Maybe a coward, he should’ve been dubbed
But somewhere he knew, he wasn’t blind

Long hours were spent, in terse and strained silence
None of the knowing men could decipher why,
A mission abandoned was a mission forged,
And all they could, was heave a sigh.

At the port of Amorres, the warrior yelled “halt”
As his chest swelled and tore his robe,
He’d chanced upon his own maiden fair,
The prettiest from earlobe to earlobe.

Her smile widened at the sight of her man,
“Hemologus” she cried, “you came!”
“forsaken for a bit, and terribly missed,
Hadn’t I returned, I’d’ve died of shame”

The spectators were awed, and they did applaud,
At the wondrous tale so grand,
They stood bemused, as he held his dandy missus
Said “let us head on to our land”

And the sailors all cried and the parrots screeched,
And the knowing men knowingly beam’d,
For the journey to their world, their own paradise,
Had decidedly, happily resum’d!