Life Under the Black Sail
by Michael Doyle

Under the black sail
It's hard to trust
But if you're to survive
You find you really must

In this world 
There is always doubt
But it's never acknowledged
Or often talked about

This is a place
Where among the plans conceived
And based on conspiracy
At best, all is half-believed

The dance is danced
In all its needed urgency
While one chance in three
Is a pirate's best certainty

The truth is less exciting
Than the tales often told
While the tales are as inviting
As the pursuit of another's gold

(c) June 12, 2024   Michael Doyle
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