Captain
A lessened blow by hardened fist
around me, feelings, meaningless,
No effect from vicious pries
Yet heel that stings in sharp moonlight
Drowned almost, by mothers care,
Made stubborn, tough, always aware,
My instincts honed, with piercing blade
A child brought up to die, or fight
Sailed to war for fool kings pride,
Loyal men risking suicide
The face that launched a thousand ships,
brought death and woe, abyss.
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