The sea was calm,
A huge block of fibre glass.
The land was noisy,
Resembled the Noah’s Ark -
A sea of sounds.
Then the sea thundered into heavens,
Building gigantic walls into the land.
On the land the water wall swept across,
Leaving nothing behind;
A warrior axing things in its way.
Ships and boats sped past roads.
Moments later the cities looked like marshes,
In some undiscovered land;
Corpses, wooden planks and steel rods
Jutted out of flattened land;
More like a battle field off a movie.
Sea had carried chaos to the land,
But notice the order in the chaos.
Perfection of chaos was jarring,
Rivaling our best fountains and fireworks.
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