Life of a pirate

Life of a Pirate
Christopher Saylor

From the depths of the oceans,
Raises a vessel that has a flag for all to see.
Its farce crew strike fear to those around them.
They sail the ocean seeking the most dangerous and laborious journeys.
At the end, they carve for the sea.
Their perpetual energy never drains.
They fight with alacrity,
And they capture all.

So, this is what means to be a pirate.
To have the life of a pirate.
And it not all what it seems
For sometimes they are gentle at times, but only when they drink, drink ale.
I, for one, don’t want to be one.
It is not the life for me.

[azul]

It's fun! I like it

A few thoughts:

1. In the second line, do you mean 'rises', and in the third do you mean 'strike fear in'?
2. I don't quite understand this line: At the end, they carve for the sea (but I know little of pirating!)
3. It might just be that I'm not reading it in my head with the rhythm you intended, but the two really long lines seem to break the flow a bit for me. Particularly, this one:

For sometimes they are gentle at times, but only when they drink, drink ale.

would read better for me if it said "For they are gentle at times, but only when they drink, drink ale".

Nice work

[swissroll]

haha, a cute and fun piece, chris.

Thanks. Christopher is my middle name, not my first. However, I chose it be as a Pen Name. As I mentioned before, my challenge was to not be cliche or stereotypical.