Ship Upon an Unending Ocean

Ocean surrounds them on all sides,
For nothing else could be,
Only these million miles of sea,
Which lack for nothing except tides.
The Ocean provides all their meat,
Ship provides any other necessity,
Including her love for those of her odd “city.”
So all feel this life complete.
She has forgotten when this voyage began
Or if life was ever otherwise.
All tales of land she knows must be lies,
For waters are the only truth for Man.
Once, though, she received a message from far away,
A signal across many a light-year
That talked of how this was just a failed Dyson Sphere.
Pure nonsense, so she erased it away.
So life continues with her crew gladly in stow;
Their happiness she knows is true,
Listening to their joyful noise while surrounded by forever blue,
Her only fear the words “Land Ho!”