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--If only one ship

 The million-dollar inquiry

Life or death be determined,

How much to arrange 

On each flank of the ship?


To repel all that come forward,

To balance all those shakes,

The harsh currents that mother nature

Trials


Solutions advised,

None have stood the trial of the 

Decade

For ocean-to-ocean filled

With the sparkless vitality of 

Broken 

Ships

Tainting mother nature 

With her harsh hands


But hope has always appeared,

For centuries of learned blunders


For one similarity arose,

The deck is constantly under 

Too much 

----------Tension,

For it always represented 

Onward


Because only a shake at the stern,

Would compel the whole ship to plunge,

Inconsequential of how grand the vessel,

Always with sailors knowing

Too

Late 


So reach equilibrium

they always said,

How simple the problem

Caused the genocide,

Wondered the foolish


For equilibrium didn't regard 

Factors crucial for counterbalance,

Supply

Board

Products

And always the uneven build of the vessel


Always with cruel Mother Nature, 

Testing the wills of

Brothers and sisters

Mothers and their children

Fathers and sons


Hope is finite

The hourglass running short

Dreams dying

And the relentless snake

Preying on lost hope for

Safety

The "radicals"

Becomes stronger

As the islands,

Sparsely inhabited, become weaker

One step backwards

From drinking the golden 

Fountain of youth


And with the vast ocean

Will any vessel,

Stand against the test of time?

Never knowing the right solution until

One comes back


Dozens sent,

Dozens failed

The hallmark of the tug-of-war between 

Mother Nature


But hope,

At times foolish, 

It throws its final fist


So built as they built,

Always wishing for one to arrive back

The race formed

For the victory of humanity, conveying

communication

trade

And the dawn of a new world

Just if--

One would come back


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  1. Alan BishopOctober 18, 2024 at 3:30 AM

    This piece was meant to represent the different government structures that broke down or are still in the race today. With almost all of governments to this day are "new" and countless other failed, the most optimal government remains undecided and this book addresses the hopelessness of "failed" countries.

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