The world is seen by some as a sea (of efforts, hope, rewards) and everyone is seen as a sailor. Some sail through while some fall. This is a tribute to all those that fell.

Death on the Seas - Contemporary Nigerian Poetry

Samwrites

Nature nor gree, sailor self 'nor' relent,

But 'Las Las', nature gets the best of us.

The toil, the war, the will to sail ahead,

"Till I get the spoils", a sailors creed,

But still, what if "all well nor be well".

You huff, you puff, even, you shine the hull,

But who's to 'shine', the icebergs on the sail.

Still, a must, the weather-beaten must sail,

Set a sail, clean your deck, fill your hold,

The fight na for the valiant; the tested.

If the ship capsizes, na still rest you rest.

Their treasures, he keeps shining forever,

Their beloved; he guards as one who owes a debt.

Oh beloved capsized ship, oh what treasures you bury,

What grace, heart, kindness, spirit you have swallowed.

Originally - a sailor and his ship - 18/12/2022

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