The Brutality of the Sea

What a shame it is

That becoming one

Wasn’t a story written for us

All because you live on the other side of the sea

I can feel the waves shatter against the cemented sand

Who is so used to being beaten down

And I ask the ocean,

“Even if it’s just for a day

Could you perhaps not be so wide

So violent

So unforgiving

So important?”

So that maybe

You wouldn’t seem so far after all