iHunger Poetry

I Need Your Help

By Eynell Davids

Some officers were already perched on the mast-heads;

Where, when, and how was it built?
And how could its construction have been kept secret?

Certainly a Government might possess such a destructive machine!!! What had he seen?

Then, I know not why, the thought of the monster came into my head for the first time!

But that voice! The time is past for Jonahs to take refuge in whales' bellies!

However, Conseil was towing me again;
Secretary of Marine

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