Caught In a Swell
Beware the distant storm, you tiny ripple
Ignore the tempest and fettered thought
Blame naked shells and open cockles
For only they to the sand this anger brought
Red tattered flags, fluttering warning signs
Aside a tower vacantly minding the shore
Trembling hand raises weakly above the tide
Ripped by fearful woes once more ignored
As rage and fury lash at Blackrock beach
Witness to awakened hearts in fearsome squall
What more than hope for our second wind to gust
For only on the line we do raze our wall
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