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We began the travels to be free

With dreams to start a new world and

Never again, become a slave to the will of kings

The vessel brings us to freedom

Hopes are alive; our thriving prospects are within hands of time

Storms crash on the bow

Clouds surround the empire, as lights flicker on

Skies crying throughout

The wind threatens our being, as waves rumble on

As we sail across the ocean

And the storms begin to clear

As the streams reduce in power

And the stars begin to gleam

Weeks have come and gone forever

Land is nowhere to be seen

Our fragility is frightening

And the smell of death is potent, and gathering near

Rays beating down, air warm and dry

As we strive for land

Bodies are frail

-Will we pass the test

Leaving for dead

-Will we lay to rest

Will we rise?

Time on its way? Will waters fray?

Lives are running thin

The sails are raised

-Will we smile again

Hauling the freight

-Overcome the pain

Of the quest

We

Wish to feel warm sand below our feet

Spring waters cleansing our bodies

Hail

To gods who navigate our vessel

Steer

To lands that save us forever

Hopes are alive

The quest reveals due respect, will we survive?

As we face the world of hunger

And the universe of fear

As we kneel and beg for mercy

And our luck is nowhere near

When the brittleness is hunting

For the next prey in its reach

Our confessions are disheartening

And the smell of death is potent, and gathering near

We all look ahead

Tired and frail

Haven is out of reach

Destination unknown, but aiming for the west

Wishing for the end of our strife

We see the light

The end draws near

Brothers in sight

Live without fear

We struggle to live

Will we rise again?

The depths of our souls

Remember the days