Sea Watch Three
"I'm bringing them to safety"So said Renata - The stinking ship was sinkingThe darling daring crew, Knew what to do,Would you Those darlings plucked, those out of luck.Fast blasted from the dunking drunken seas were struck"I'm bringing them to safety" she has started whomever lost once upon the seas related. She dared she said, She cared, she bled, like and and every BRIGHT REDInto the port the broken ship skidded northThe captain heigh'dThe heaving seas were round their knees, voices upraised buffeted bareThe keening prayer was sounded they stuttered shouting there they grounded Lampedusa they saw that night, Lampedusa forbidden bight, a steered for shore, no door.Unbidden blockaded, friendless baited bade and barred, land bobbed in their fright freighted sightForbidden barred - "they all should drown"Bring not that broken burden untied unbound. That desperate cargo, dearly dying better lying there, than scattered crying, trying lying, on the stubborn shore the share unworked safety shirked. Europe's bounty freedom life they strove to strikeWhen these from Afriques murder, strife, "I'm bringing them to safety" she calmly stated Renate's ship rumbled when out from dangers graves they stumbled all the humbled hungry numbered - Dashed they splashed where oceans lash tore the racing tracesUntreated wife and child-death salt dunked and drunken dangers strifeShe plucked them dry, saved them for life,against them, against the law that barred. These children strife born from steely salty jaws."I'm bringing them to safety" she repeated, when the officers of law completed, charging her with rescue wilyThough they smiled shyly, "We’d rather had you failed, when you from that wat’ry graveyard sailed!" Break through the blockade, without the trade, such evil hatchlingsplans betrayed, blockades unmade.When desperate tilted they toward the shore, no more denied designed divine the door, Toward heaven and the end of strifeOr shore ward toward torture's mean device"I'm bringing them to safety" she reiterated, when the cameras and the law bore down. When she walked the shore was heard murderous hate that adorns law's door. Lawless and rich, the German bitch, to throw these out on our unwelcoming beach. She plundered, pirate plucking, these dangerous dangled from dank death - is there no law protecting landsmen from this theft? No place to hide from this brazen death-denying bride.Carrying these unwanted dropped a ’shore to stroll our lands unroled.When they otherwise would sink, and silent prop blocked and plopped on deaths western welcoming doom'd door. No, No, Not here at the ancient sacred door of Rome,Once civilized and so much more before. While some once welcomed once the pride and princes nation hie'd. Now they spurn these lowly broken o ’station without nation.Bitch bride of German prideful stride, without her, all these hundreds died. And she only stands and begs us listen. At these luckless plucked from waves that glisten - whom she pleas for and this quite stately- "I'm bringing them all to shore to safety" The hate pours out, the damn is broken, by racist shouting, parlous token. Ply our seas, disturb our sleep protect those ”others”From the salty waters steep and great crashing plunders. And yet she sighs upon the waters there is a law, we are all daughters, before the fallAnd fain would stand above the red stain'd waves and dare pluck men from wat'ry graves. Disturb your slumber'd ye troyan desperate, whom Carthage soughtWhen ye were homeless, tossed across the desert seas, when Carthage could have broken you thieves, as you stole from bloody burst and broken crime, when the Greeks stopped all Troys clocks.Dashed from home, you rootless climbed, grieving hopeless unbuoyedOnly Dido, let you weary rest, when all your royal troyans failed the test. Rank Agamemnon, broke your kin, and daring bloody Greeks broke in.Out you fled, homeless across the azure boundless seas to roam unbidden upon your knees, after Carthage’s welcomed respite founded Rome hidden. No more room your stolen home, from Etruscan booty loaned. The shored now barred no more to carry.Oh come ye not. There’s no room for carriage"I'm bringing them to safety" this our law disparaged. Rakete explains It's "not about individuals like me," she stated.It's just, "they’d rather we all drown unbated", than find a dear place here on the shores trace. They’ve closed the door these harden heartsNo beginning here, no room for starts. Renate’s heart could not replace, with its caring decent loving face. These dying darlings plucked from seas, "I'm bringing them all to safety" pleas. A "pariah!", "saint", the shouts resound and before the judge, the captain bound. Here upon the heartless shore of men. The captain stands upon the Oceans Law, and has rescued those plucked from the sea withdrawl. She tells their story, brought them to shore."I'm bringing them to safety" she repeats, and Europe stammers and into shoreside law retreats. For RenateAnd brave sailors of Sea Watch-3