Golden Age of Pirates
In the Bahamas’ azure seas, A haven for the bold and free, Nassau, a pirate’s paradise, Where Blackbeard’s shadow cast its vice.
From Jamaica’s shores, the plunder flowed, Riches that the wicked hoard, A testament to piracy’s might, Defying autocratic blight.
On the high seas, they ruled the waves, Captains and crews, no masters to crave, A democracy of the daring and bold, Wealth and freedom, their tales untold.