Travailing souls

Travailing souls

Seaman sailed stars away from the sun,
Worry-feelings and fear muted some fun,
As he toiled day and nights in the ship;
When would wharf wheel whines...?

Seafarers seem to see farther than close;
The moment avid sharks sniffs so close,
Perhaps to survey or secure victims;
Then, aeons of hope flee with whims.

Soldiers struggle like ducks and geese,
Shipman sails but like snail on grease ,
Sea-oaks and sea-crabs scouts for food;
Even though preys and spoils occlude.

Shipmaster commands courage; yet pray,
Soaked soil merry; awaiting blood-spray,
Lives are endangered; lives are criticized,
As Zion and grave rejects none penalized.

©AUTHOR KELLY JUUZ
[A salient prolific author...]
»19/06/2017
»09:20PM