Capture of H.B.M. Frigate “Macedonian“ by U.S. Frigate “United Sates” (Thomas Chambers), Sonnet #418

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My Human Disguise.

Today there are 61 armed

Conflicts ongoing in our world

On four of seven continents.

I sit here writing poems unharmed.

It’s almost quaint, the flags unfurled

As wood ships traded armaments

Until a mast or two went down —

Then the surrender of the crown.

Now, instead of drowning in waves,

Men and babes vanish in mass graves.

I was a sharpshooter at ten,

But never had to go to war.

Should I fear I’m like other men?

I’ve no gun to fire from my door.