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