A drum beat
Timing each oar thrust
Echoing inside each man's chest
Everyone's heart beating to the same rhythm
A cold as cold as hell
Chilling to the very soul
Freezing your heart
Fighting for the will to live
Wave after wave
Fading hope
Into a world of darkness
Massive towers of water
They do not lose faith like you
Rearing their foamy heads
Prepare for death
Prow tips upward
Don't let go
Climbing up
You cannot win
You have come to the end, it is finished
Then, a turn of the tides
Prow crashes through wave's crest
And glides away
Into calmer waters
by elisabeth
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