Full Circle
Have you heard?
Earlier this week they found a logbook from days forgotten
Wearing its age, the spine crooked and the pages rotten
It was finally found in a chest on a sandy shore after all the long searches
The memoir sealed with a cursive name, adorned with “John Burgess”
As the researchers peeled it open, eager of what their eyes would discover
They read the phrase printed earnestly on the inside of the cover
“Ye would be wise to remember...
There be a reason all these seas runneth red
Monsters aren’t born, they’re conceived through bloodshed”
I was eight when it all began, the world was full of promises
Born on the ocean, onto a ship full of colonists
My father was a man of prominence, in search of new land for the king
Looking to further the long reaching arms of his vast regime
Everything was smooth sailing on our maiden pilgrimage
Created multiple villages, made them the safest pavilions
The thing about exploring new territories is you don’t know where the villains live
I still remember the night they found us, their anger, the militance
Even the blood moon turned away from us, took a break from its vigilance
They’re slaying the innocents, all the women and children hit
I still feel the cold piercing through me, the pirates sword steely tips
The blade went straight through my naval, the wound wasn’t fatal
Whether that was lady luck or misfortunes doing remains to be seen...
I watched the scene play out, through half shut eyes, lying on this blood-bathed boat
Daddy was the captain so he was the last to go.
They asked him if he had any last remarks, he responded with a saddened “no”
Then without hesitation they drew a blade and slashed his throat
I remember lying there, dying, tears welling in my eyes
But only thing on my mind was vengeance, I fought like hell to just survive
Fashioned my shirt into a tourniquet, wrapped it around my abdomen
Long recovery process, but I had to make sure I hadn’t seen the last of him
I remember being fixated on the murderer, never took my eyes off of you
And as I grew with this bitterness the irony I became a pirate like you
I went from coast to coast with the task of assembling the mightiest crew
We spelled your name out in the blood of every titan we slew
Remaining in hiding, to catch you off guard and make you pay
Then came the date, 20 years exactly from that fateful day
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As for the rest of the story, I’ve hired super star actor Donnie Wahlberg to tell you my vision for the ending! Welcome, Donnie!
*Donnie appears from out of nowhere in a fog of green mist, he is Boston*
“Yah Mateys!” Donnie proclaims in an accent that borderlines terrible pirate and amazing Brooklyn Brawler.
*the audience boos, they wanted Boogie Nights, they obviously have never seen Saw 2 which is a cinematic masterpiece*
“Adverse summoned me here to explain the rest of the story he was too lazy to write” Donnie explains. “Sooo it went like this
The crew sneaks on to the ship that murdered John Burgess’s father, they kill all crewmen EXCEPT for the captain’s son, Burgess does this to prove he’s different than the murderer, better than him, before filleting him with a sword
20 years pass and Burgess is awakened to the smell of smoke, his ship is on fire ! He looks down into the ocean to see a man with Molotov cocktails on a rowboat, it’s the son of the man who murdered his dad who he then murdered for justice! The story comes full circle, Burgess smiles and returns to his room on the ship accepting his fate and writing one last entry into the logbook. Does John have a son who will one day continue the cycle? The lazy answer is maybe.
The credits roll, and the phrase from the beginning is reiterated once again
“Ye would be wise to remember...
There be a reason all these seas runneth red
Monsters aren’t born, they’re conceived through bloodshed”
And that’s it! Mr. Adverse can I have my NFT now?”