Hermit Crab

he left behind his home of coral in search of better things, breaking vows and flaunting morals, cutting loose from tightening strings trapped between the sea and land, he scuttles 'cross an endless beach, stranded on the burning sand, he seeks a place he'll never reach nirvana, no; nor heaven's gate is not his wanted destination, a hiding place, before too late, to save him from incineration t'would seem to be a simple chore; find shelter from his self made hell to listen to the ocean's roar, inside another's empty shell but all the seashells remain filled, safe haven is denied this day; his beating heart shall soon be stilled and carcass will be washed away he lies upon the burning sand, hot sun begins to do its deed, to end this life with God's own hand the homeless hermit's finally freed