It's a poem i wrote...
He stood there in the fading morning
Watching ships out by the bay
The ships they swayed and watched him too
Reeling in their pay
And all they heard, felt, or smelled was all thought to be true
The Gods, they laughed, and watched him watch the ships that watched him too.
He stood there in the fading morning
Watching ships out by the bay
The ships they swayed and watched him too
Reeling in their pay
And all they heard, felt, or smelled was all thought to be true
The Gods, they laughed, and watched him watch the ships that watched him too.