Challenge
The Grudgery
Prose or poetry
Scombroid Paradise
You called yourself captain.
You dreamt of a New Land, Vast riches, and Fame,
and we swam alongside your vessel for ten thousand miles.
Promises were broken.
Delayed gratification
never rectified.
Eggs placed in the basket
decayed the fruit,
so, you served up fish instead.
and I ate it all.
Some are still eating.
Now I’m sick to my stomach
treading an uncharted sea
wondering if I’ll find land before you do
or before I die.
either way, I’m swimming North.
©2024 Chris Sadhill
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