On And On The Vessel Skimmed Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

On and on the vessel skimmed
silent through the night waves
and by and past flew lands

till in the open seas
where the moon passage formed
on bosom of the waves
the vessel skimmed and sailed

that night ah! that night
that night was one of spell
there was more magic than one should tell

alone and without hands
the vessel plied the waves
only voices heard
were of shrouds ghost and slaves
that in the past gone by
the vessel plied the waves

by now the slaves were shrouds
and
on and on the vessel skimmed
silent through the night waves
and by and past flew lands