On a sunny day, the sky was crimson red,

the cruise took off from its sleeping bed.

Into the sea, and far off oceans

sailed the ship, through the waves and cyclones.

Not because of the engine, but a few

hopeful members, the crew.

Not losing hope seeing the largest of the waves

the ship of hope sailed along.

'Çome what may, we won't be caught !'

This was the spirit that made them cross

the direst of the situation.

This is man's creation.

But the engine which he strikes

has long been lost in the dishonest vibes.

Why can't we, after all why can't we

make Him proud, of the lives

He gave us to sail through 

and come out enlightened and enriched.