Analysis of Admiral of 452

I was walking through a graveyard looking for something to do
then my eye caught a unnamed tombstone I never noticed numbered Four Fifty Two
A spirit popped out and sat on the tombstone, dressed as a admiral I didn’t know what to do
Before I could leave he gestured me over, I sat and he told me a story I never knew

He pulled out a picture of men dressed in clothes of similar blue .
He told me their names and how each one had a dream to pursue.

He looked at me and asked boy you are from a different time and know more than I do
who won the war which side did lady luck lean to
then I knew that this poor admiral died with his crew.
In my situation dear readers what would you do? Would you lie to the admiral of plot 452?

Would you look him in the eyes and say they all died.
Forgotten by history no matter how hard they tried.
You would tell him his crew is gone too.
You are lying to yourself like how I lied to the admiral of 452.

I sat there and lied because what was I to do?
I could never be honest to the poor admiral of four fifty two.
I told him sweet lies to hide the bitter truth.
I told him his friends returned from the war they had gone through.

Hearing that the admiral grabbed me and danced around 452
His power was almost as strong as his pride that shown through
We danced and sang and his happiness grew
As I left I promised I would tell people of what I knew

I lied again I never returned to that plot
I never returned to that admiral of 452
I never talked about that admiral of that war
that nobody knew