Auckland Poetry

The Song of Captain Hyde

In a dream I stand and see
The sleepless leaden sea,
And the endless ruinous rain,
Rotting my fearsome reign.

Never the smothering waves,
Nor the wheel’s piloting thorns
Worsen my woeful pain
Or pain my callous skin.

My ship proudly parades,
My sabre ruthlessly raids.
Sacked are who sought to sack
My firm unwavering rank.

So the tale of Captain Hyde,
Fiercest of legends told,
Sails defiantly far,
Rhyming fearsome deeds afar!

After dreamed of being a British Pirate named Captain Hyde
Copyrighted 2008

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