Sea and Bank
Frigates flay above the waters
Sea smells of salt
Manta swims through ocean depths
Sailor puts the nets on the bay
Sunset has a deep orange glow
Suddenly something orange shines besides the sun
On an island volcano spits lava and brimstone through the air
But it is the souls in the port that are in danger
The volcano makes earth plate shift
And colossal wave comes forth
Tsunami destroys everything in its path
High and mighty billows grow
Disrupted is the serene beauty of the sea
Ocean demon rages opening gates of hell
Like a hydra of thousand heads
The billows grow as tsunami pushes inland
The flipside of that is if men
The hates of their hearts erase
And work together against common threat
They will prevail
But if they keep fighting among themselves
If love will be as scarce as water in drought
If justice lead by compassion will be drowned in billows
The tsunami will easily destroy the port
Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2014
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