Waxing poetic today. I offer up a bit of verse.
Captain, O Captain our ship is sinking fast; You've cut the rigging, torn the sails this trip could be our last. We've traveled far through storms and trials; our ship, fair and sound; Captain, O Captain you're running us aground. Remember him--died on the deck his final passage done? Gave himself to save the ship his final battle won? Captain, O Captain, the war is not yet won. Why have you forsaken what the Dead One had begun? I weep! I weep! Our steady ship is slipping in the deep.
–Richard Tango-Lowy
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