THE SEA

So vast, so merciless, yet so graceful.

What secrets do you hide in your mystic depths?

Where the waves roar on wasteland shores

And the ****** sands are still as white as snow



Ancient galleons lie deathly quiet

With tales of lost treasure deep inside its hull                                                

Sails ripped and savagely torn from the winds of long ago

Forgotten mariners still sail their ghostly ships

never to plunder the shores again.

                                                                           BY LAZA O9