This Ship Of Mine,
Belonged To Theseus,
Once.
Replacing rotting planks,
One by one.
Weathering myself bronze,
As I worked over centuries,
Then millennia.
Swapped out tattered sails,
For screw-based propulsion.
Eventually pulled up the wood,
To weld together steel bulkheads.
Are we still the same?
This Ship Of Mine, Belonged To Theseus, Once.
