Mystic Mariner

He left the known shores

For the Unknown

As many before him did

The finite world was not complete

Too many white spots on the maps

Continents were to be discovered

Cultures were to be embraced

Countries to be looted

Towns to be vanquished

Before commerce and industries

Could be established

He took with him 

On whimsical ships

Crossing the sea and oceans

Men sharing his vision

They brought with them

Their religion, their greed,

Used torture and violence

Subjecting mankind 

To get their goals

Centuries after centuries

The mystic mariner 

Changed his name and citizenship

His quests have never ended

He still searches for the fabled Eldorado.

Lucette C Bailliet

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