I feel the cold, now,

more then ever 

Sea air chills

Rain pelts

Spray from the sail ships piercing bow carves white water

clings

Oh how I wish

To see land again

For I, I am,  a sailor in the kings navy

And here I am to seek, the enemy

With, no quarter do I hold life’s righteous love

of life’s worth so told

And bleed they do

As I do too

Little do I care

About me or

YOU!