Brave Warrior of the Sea!

I cherish these days—

Clear skies and a feeling of tranquility.

A cool ocean breeze blows across

The left cheek of my face.

The ocean waves

Crash against my ship

Causing it to tip left and right.

I casually lean on the side of my ship

And hear

The pleasing sound

Of the laughs and cheers

Of my crew.

This familiar scent.

The musty smell

 rising from the ocean.

And the salty taste

Which will remain on my tongue

As a part of my body.

This feeling,

This is how it feels to be

A brave warrior of the Sea!

I am a pirate captain,

In charge of nearly two-hundred men.

I have chosen to embrace this era

The era of Pirates

And seek for wealth, fame, and power.

Why I became a Pirate?

Of course,

The Jolly Roger was calling my name.

This Jolly Roger is a sign of my conviction.

A heavy conviction.

Conviction that I will be

The King of Pirates!

The greatest to ever live.

I must be willing to risk my life to achieve my Dream.

I would rather die trying

Because it is

My Dream.

A Dream heavier than all others.

I daydream of the adventure that awaits me

In my journey across this vast ocean.

I must not be scared.

I cannot afford weakness.

An excitement rushes through my body

I will do it!

I can finally do it!

I will achieve my Dream!

This thought

This exhilarating thought

Gives me hope;

A burning hope

Which no wave

Storm

Or Hurricane

Can extinguish.

I will keep my Dream alive!

But for now,
I will wait.

Whether it be merciful

Or spiteful,

I will greet my fate with a big grin

Like a true

Brave warrior of the Sea!