Overserved

A man alone in the surf
Golden wild foaming waves are rolling in
As Poseidon knows no mercy from his wooden fort
Just a man and a small Aztec army
To break the flood of grane and hoppe
It takes more than Dutch courage to survive
Iron stomach, concrete liver and many a visit to the ivory throne
Never surender to the raging trident
For in amnesia lies mythical glory
As for in retreat lies only shame
This is our Odyssea, our quest for honor
One that takes many a holy grail to complete
Some of us fearless, courageous like the Spanish armada
Some barely clinging on to driftwood like desperate sailors
And when the almost drowned awake after battle
Mortals realize the foolishness od defying a God
Especially one with the power to overserve.