Oh, great lumbering peaceful giant
Hovering high over oceans
floors,
Cooing the resonance of fond
contentment,
Ne’er a complaint or tone of
resentment,
Knowing no boundaries or
doors.
Fair neighbor to all of your
seafaring mates
Who abide with good comfort
in spite of your size.
No enemies threaten except
Ahab’s kin
From otherworld trappings
again and again,
Seeking to make you their
trophy and prize.
Lord of the oceans, Titan
giganticus,
Hope lives for all as long as
you reign.
Give us your peace so we may
know our fate.
Teach us to live without
sorrow or pain.
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