The ship sails on.

Forever.

Never docking,

Never pausing in it's endless

Journey across

The world's oceans.

Flying the plague flag.

Trapped in an endless

Winter,

The crew are frostbitten

Even when they sail in

Summer's heat.

The sailors need no food,

Nor fresh water.

If hailed by another ship,

The crew will try to

Send messages to land,

Or to people long

Dead.

It is described by the few

Who see it and

Survive as glowing a

Luminous green.

The ghost ship sails on, and will

Forever.