Author Robert Loveman Poor, hoping, praying, helpless man,Without a chart, without a plan,Bound for a voyage on a seaOf death, of life, of mystery.Believing all things, knowing naught,Kings of the mighty realm of thought,Off for a voyage on a seaOf dark, of light, of mystery. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments