(RESPOSTED) Turn Back, Turn Back, I Say (Poem by Mark Swift)

When sea is clear, and victory’s near,

I hear the ocean’s moan.

I then jump high, and then I cry,

“Turn back, turn back, I say!”

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I watch the beast, as it feasts,

On the unfortunate souls.

Our sailors gone, and victory’s lost,

“Turn back, turn back, I say!”

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The coast is clear, yet death is near,

Stranded on an island we are.

No road to walk, no ship to sail,

“Turn back, turn back, I say!”

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We make our way, through the woods,

‘Til soon we find a gorge.

A ship there sits, and treasures gleam,

“Turn back, turn back, I say!”

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The men surge forth, and are claimed by Death,

The captain distraught cries out.

We wander some more, and worried I cry,

“Turn back, turn back, I say!”

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A pit we find, and angry the men are,

So throw me into a pit they do.

Anguished I sigh, and try to climb high,

“Turn back, turn back, I say!”

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Nothing I hear, for they don’t draw near,

Abandoned I find myself lying.

No food to eat, no water to drink,

“Turn back, turn back, I say!”

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No problems we’d face, if listened had they,

For I warned them at the sea.

Once more I cry, in hopes resolute,

“Come back, come back, I say!”