Cast Asunder Poem by Brandon Nothing

Riveting tensions bring so much interest
A keen sense of delight but a historic
Loss is taken from
Depths of sunken ships
Ending dream fuelled trips
These ships are not there for fun
Waves that don’t give warning
Is the reason they fall behind
Thunder strikes those trees which have stood kind
To years of suffering, and growth
So they may be cast asunder
Into a world of endless treasures
Where every gem leaves a hollow burn
Digging at all the scars
I suppose that
All honest men die for
The lies that they tell
Then let this be my swan song