In my heart am still a seaman drinking the beatific potion
A bit of my own self is still somewhere in the deep ocean
I still remember the titanic waves that rocked the ship
How can one forget those memories of offshore trip
People say mariners are just womanizers and boozers
I would say they are the most wise and decent choosers
For they brave the storms without a blink day and night
People just see they are filthy rich but don’t see their plight
Away from home, they toil for months without sight of land
Even when they need it most, there is no one to hold the hand
The only thing visible to the world are the luxury and cheers
Yet no one sees what goes inside those fears and tears
Yet a seaman is the strongest person you could anytime face
Who survives alone amidst oceans not seen nor a trace
Once you drink the ocean water, it casts a permanent spell
You are never devoid of true stories, there are always tales to tell
Life of a Seaman: Memories of a Mariner,adammykin
I hold a naval Architect Degree from Pretoria University and have been working in this field for over 5 years.
Angelina Jennifer
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