Splashing over my foot
Like a ferocious falcon
I slowly closed my eyes
Opening my minds eyes
Smelling the salty breeze...
Opening my eyes,
I find the waves
Coming for me from the horizon
With the vengeance of a serial killer
Rising over, and subsiding
Like a soldier on the battle field
And finally dying at my feet
I smiled remembering the
Vengeance they came with and
Here they crush to nothingness at my feet,
Like a man, ferocious in youth
And a feeble whisper in the end...
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