Where high tide leaves her debris Mankind took a breath and stood up, walked into history then harnessed a horse invented the wheel grew mechanical wings sat atop a rocket and landed on the Moon But still is so full of war he thinks he invented his superior self and his superior self wants it all at any cost except to himself and where high tide leaves her debris you find the bodies of children,Β women and men who were trying their best to simply live, and having taken their last breath are strewn across the beaches of Greece.