The Harsh Sea

Splash, Crash, Boom The clouds go black soon The storm approaches As the wind reproaches The thunder clashes The lightning flashes The wave appears Way to near Bamm, Slam, Creer The boat is rocked the end is near The men dive off with a mighty splash Listen as the rocks and boat crash Bubble, Bubble, Bubble Looks like trouble As the shark emerges from the blue Hunting humans that have no clue Holding on to debris to keep afloat Praying to God and losing hope The fin is drawing near You can smell the fear Luckily help was at hand Which assisted them to the land Dripping water on the sand Making sure everyone’s at hand