Analysis of The Jolly Roger

On board the Jolly Roger
the fickle crew
listen to their fickle captain
as he speaks
with his fickle tongue.

Spitting blame and phlegm
on everyone
and everything
His capricious manner
destroys any harmony
amongst the crew.

For the Jolly to exist
it must navigate
in troubled waters.
And for the crew to survive
they must drown
everyday in the misery
and acrimony of
their egomaniacal captain.

I'm on board another ship
now called the Enterprise.
We sail on calmer waters.
Guided by knowledge, empathy
and brotherhood
and a love for the sea.

Now and again I see the Jolly Roger
but I no longer
recognise the crew.
The sound of raucous laughter
is still there
 but has now diminished.

I see the captain.
He walks with a limp now.
He wears a patch over his
 left eye.
His faithful malevolent pet
is by his side
still snapping at heels.

A young man walks the plank.
The fickle crew point,
laugh and push him
to the edge.

I wake in a cold sweat
and smile.......