Waves from Wrecked Demo by Regrettables

I see a storm approaching
Blue sky fades to grey
Near approach the waves
Mist surrounds, obfuscates
Visibility fades
Forever strike the waves

Some say turn to starboard
While others say to port
At this rate it feels like
We’ll never go forth

No land on horizon
Hope washed away,
Ever pulse the waves
Turbulence it escalates
As wind hits the sails
Behold! The crashing waves

Some say turn to starboard
While others say to port
At this rate it feels like
We’ll never go forth
To the lands that they promised
The shores we long to reach
Rolling with those waves
Over seas
Of deceit.

When daylight cedes to darkness
The tide it starts to wane
The wind and the waves allay
One breach or one broadside
The bilge it pumps in vain
One day will win those waves

Some may turn to God while
Others charge to war
The rest of us left
Just to mourn for that shore

Keelhauled by comrades
The sea it salts the wounds
Calloused by constant waves
Of deceit

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