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.
