Feb 25, 2015
C.J. Burnell The fire, grows and cackles with glee, A large glowing emblem, a light in the sea With grim determination, a frown on the face The Captain of Fire, has burnt those he distastes The crew, watches with wonder and awe, Knowing all to well, what happens to their foe. Marooned on a desert island they may be, Armed with their rum and pistol, to set themselves free Believing in the gods of the sea and the land, He runs his hand upon his scar, his own personal brand Looking behind him, he knows his destruction is feared, But those that he's saved, his heroic feat, is revered.
Locked Words, A.A.McCarthy