Course with no Name 

There is understanding in the oath. 
Where you were standing 
beneath 
an 
Oak. Soaring blue sky 
applied to drifting clouds. This oath 
of silence. Said
aloud. I 
will not allow my self to be 
taken alive 
I 
would rather 
die 
than be alive. Under the command of another man 
Therefore 
I 
Pick up my weapon 
to 
explore 
islands of plunder and violence 
Should 
I 
die. May flowers of death, arise 
exuding poison 
into 
the skies. So that 
every 
enemy unpleasantly 
dies. 
As I look 
to 
the skies. I have already said 
my 
goodbyes 

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