Haily, Age 12, Salmon Arm, BC

The waves are swift
but yet at hand.
We will search
for hidden land.
Buried treasure
Is what we seek.
Gold and silver
At the highest peak.
"Ahoy Cap'n"
Ship ahead!
"Don't stop now mates,
We'll fight till we're dead"
The cannon blasts,
The swords are drawn,
The war continues
Until the dawn.
The ocean swallows
the bitter blood
Of those who are wounded
and those who are done.
The battle is won,
But the sorrow lingers.
Was is really worth it,
The war of the gangs?

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