Ocean of Gold

sunset ship boat sea

Water Burning Gold,
Gulls hopeful squawk,
something breathtaking to behold,
waves continuing to knock.

Gentle to Chaotic,
we glided on top,
the calming ocean to demonic,
in this floating workshop.

Goods prepared,
Livings earned upon the sea,
Wages unfairly “Shared”,
we happy few, unable to disagree.

Water Burning Gold,
the Eternal Ocean Glider
Water Consuming Gold,
For we are the Wave Rider.

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