Water Wars

The ocean rhymes

With the words

That it creates

 

Orphan waves 

And its skin

Opposite 

Its form

 

The flood is

Allowing us

Passage on its back

 

The waterland is

Revolting 

With its swell

Against 

Riven victory

 

The swell goes back

The rivelets plunge onward

 

The ocean rhymes

In violence natural

Mirror to our

Tragic holy

Mortal