The Oceans, Our Alternative Universe.. (a poem of inspiration)
The oceans, so deep, where old pirates now sleep,
Sometimes as a daunting proposition, at its best.
In depths of some miles, to explore, as many trials,
May be deadly, or so demanding, as all do attest.
Atlantic, Pacific, Mediterranean, and more, to reach,
the vastness of each, in total abundance, we beseech.
The inner universe, does require greatest attention,
Much space, accommodates, and awaits, this dimension.
The ocean's widest floor, so deserves inspection more,
Bright fishes by the score, with treasures there, so stored.
All so interesting,in its colorful array, of sea life to display.
as an equivalent objective, our needs may be met, today.
The porpoise and whales fine call, understood, after all,
Each migration, and its special reason, to be solved.
Oil and rich minerals abound, as this earth turns around,
Just as important here, as the moon and planets, to revolve.
Our inner universe, oceans beneath us all, to await our call,
Down in the deep blue sea, a richer bounty, there to be.
Stolen under a Jolly Rogers flag, bought by a musket ball,
More of value than all the pirate's gold, under the sea.
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