[/b]“A mutiny it is !”, they say aloud,[/b]
many at the deck , to the nebulous sight,[/b]
or just to be assured ;[/b]
the amorphous cloud.[/b]
[/b]
By dusk they had their fill,[/b]
of rations , seldom seen….[/b]
Alimentary articles were to no avail ,[/b]
as they longed they still ,[/b]
for their wives’ stew. [/b]
[/b]
Then there was the page, [/b]
Crestfallen to see the Captain down ,[/b]
and wondering about his wage………[/b]
[/b]
The port was as unwelcome as ever ,[/b]
yet did show their kith and kin,[/b]
Unwary of the ordeal at sea,[/b]
“the missing page and callous sin[/i].”[/b]
-----------R.Ajay.Kumar[/b]