Walking the waves of white, have no
desire to capture the storms worthy
truth.
Destination of ocean lost, water
hitting the banks over and over
again in time with the rumbling
thundering skies.
Angry the sea becomes, with opinions
deeper than the brownish eyes of
her loveless shore, covering fires
of disappointment and breathless
desires of freedom lost.
Life forces encouragement to weary
gathering of human despair, and thoughtless
demands causing frustration, cooling off
the warmth that used to exist in the hearts of
thriving acceptance of human desire, continuing
on with unbelievable teaching not meant to
be passed down to children with lifeless eyes, with
no smiles to bring in the light.
