Ark Raft Wreck

Seeing the darkened clouds accumilate I spy through my mind's eye And feel the stormy winds acidic rain sting all about my naked face And hasten hastenly to build myself an ark / raft fit purpose bespoke for wrecking Using any material disposable close to hand i can possibly find So none the less i can sail away above the crashing tidal wave of black foam pushing back And stand aboard the deck i cobbled out of adams brittle fractured missing rib bone Scouting the horizon for the 1st sign Of a glacier or dry land in order to beech dock this vessel and step my feet ashore And so anoint myself King for the day and evermore Purveyor of everything i see before me 1 sole property proprietor In order to start and begin the long hard process and rebuilding again Armed only with what the storm has left behind in it's wake