It’s 1606 as we hunt the high seas <br />For ships of gold, silver or gem stones. <br />We eat moldy cheese, dried apples and fish <br />Till the crew in all are mussels and bones. <br /> <br />None of us expect to live past 40 <br />Seeking to prosper and we don’t care how. <br />There‘s a bounty to be paid for each man’s head <br />Dead or alive where condemned men now. <br /> <br />Our guns are many from the ships we’ve seized <br />With their cannons of bronze as valuable as gold. <br />We have extra sails to harness the winds <br />Providing speed to out run, overtake and hold. <br /> <br />Sometimes we spare our captives for ransom <br />Sometimes because we need their gender. <br />All become slaves and we their masters <br />Fearing the unknown and who must surrender. <br /> <br />Bloody pirates to the man we have become <br />It’s the only life we know how to live. <br />After death will keep our date with fate <br />Facing justice with our past to forgive. <br /> <br /> <br />By History Poet <br />Tom Zart <br />Most Published Poet <br />On The Web <br /> <br />“TOM ZART’S 326 P0EMS” <br /> <br /> <br />You can hear all of Tom Zart’s 326 poems <br />of love, war, faith and more 24-7 on web radio at <br /> <br />http: //internetvoicesradio.com/Arch-TomZart.htm <br /> <br />Tom Zart ARCHIVES: <br /> <br />Global <br />Special <br />Operations <br />101 <br /> <br />http: //www.globalspecialoperations.com/tomzart2.html<br /><br />Tom Zart<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/history-poet-tom-zart-s-pirates/
