“ Men Of The Ship “

 

Beneath the forge of stormy seas they toil,
Navy sailors, bound by sweat and coil,
Hellish hours, their spirits strained,
In relentless winds, their courage maintained.

Whipcracking tempests, tempers flare,
But steadfast hearts are always there,
Kicks to falter, yet never fall,
Resilience echoes through it all.

And standing tall amidst the fray,
The Navy Chief shows the way—
A steady hand, a guiding light,
To straighten wrongs and set things right.

In discipline’s relentless embrace,
They forge a bond, a sacred place,
Where duty’s fire forever burns,
And honor’s call each soul returns.

 

( Fin )