They have been the wicked ones…
May I slip away and exit this ship?
I have been a servant.
Not a master of any ways.
I do what I must do then leave.
I have let them believe I am their slave.
However…
What is going on today,
Looks a bit bleak.
And under sunrays appears very grave.
There has been so many messages,
Delivered to these folks.
Everything they heard that warned…
They turned into a festival,
Backstabbed messengers…
And made them jokes to poke!
Am I stuck to plunge,
When I have not desired this?
They have been the wicked ones…
May I slip away and exit this ship?
OR…
If I may make one suggestion?
Those sitting over there,
Have the expertise…
To repair this like brand new!
They can…
And do that quick!
But, of course, I understand…
They are not the kind,
You wish to see command!
Correct?

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