The Castle’s Ghost
by Matt BeardThe ship has sailed And with it your life Your family Your lover Your faith Stolen away So you live like a pirate now Steering your terrestrial warship Your vessel made of sand Writing these lines on the tide With your angry little hand Stealing only what you need Like a seagull In need of everything And needing it today Stealing whatever you can Stealing one last glance At the bigger picture Before your world...
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