THE CHRONICLE OF A SHIP

THE CHRONICLE OF A SHIP

This is the chronicle of a ship
That journeyed through a furious sky
Amidst fears and tribulations
Press on, upward the sky

Held high its wings with strength
Gazing from afar at the angry cloud
Releashing its anger in a droning smoke
Like a machine forlorn uncerviced

Through the belly of a grey cloud
Runs a swift shrewd ship
Crossing through the aisle of lightning
In the tongue of inconveniences

Its strengths rivals the lightening
Struck by the blue black clouds
Infinite seems its journey
Amidst the air whistles, deep and loud

I'm the powerful ship
That scaled through the flaming side of love
And endure it's cruising burns
To see your face just once more!

I'm the ship
That pressed through the skies
Travelled to that scary height
To keep our love so high
Lest it witnessed a hit
By hurdles flying left and right

Oh Annie! My love for you is like this ship in space
Which feeds on strength and lives on patience
It will never stop struggling to make ways
'Til it finds for you and I a good ambience

©Israel Onoruoiza et Aj Maverick
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