Sunday, August 03, 2008

Stormy Seas

Stormy seas
With strongest gales,
Stormy seas
With drenching rains

What waves dost have,
What tempest swirls;
What deafening roar
Dost possess in anger so great.

You buffet my ship
With anger so great;
The sails flutter
In the winds as they break.

The waves crash in,
Assailing my ship
With gauntlet after gauntlet of despair,
Leaving only destruction in its wake.

Fighting against fight,
Raging against storm,
I rise to take my stand
And vanquish you once more.

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