A cargo ship of hopes
Shipwrecked
Beneath the sea’s toes
Lurked
Ghosts of entrusted dreams
And progress
Hard-earned
Sinking
Foundations of steel sacrifices laid
Bricks of greed have replaced
Paths of prosperity charted
Overgrown with weed
And feet
Of the coldhearted
The Promiseland has become wasteland
Since fallen heroes sank
To nether regions
And seasons have piled upon seasons
The sea is no keeper
Of wreckage it floats
Bread cast upon the waves
Shall return after many days
Good deeds sown
Will be harvested and sold to truth seekers
Heroes of old
Like vampires dead of bloodthirst
I bring you blood
Words commemorating your past
Your legacies will live on
Like lyrics of a theme song
And your true sons
Shall make you proud
Studying your blueprints
Following your footprints
Resurrecting the solid foundations you laid
Wiping off taints of shame on your names
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