Ulysses

U2 Even better than the real thing

Eyes locked
In the moment
Searing
Despite the
lying of the past
Or Past lies
Truth
Could not be broken
Could not be hidden
Enfeebling fear
Cold
Callous
Drained of life
Would retreat to its mausoleum
Cold
For the undertow
Beckoned
The call to life
The consuming unquenchable fire
Shall forever burn

As waves smashed
Causing creaks in the bow
Ulysses grinned