Ocean - Poem by Maverick Jones
Power of the waves crashing against the sandy shores,
having more power than even before.
It's clear blue water hides the darkness below,
a billion pounds of pressure ready to blow.
Many sailors lost their lives looking for her beautiful treasure that she holds,
only a few people have ever seen something that doesn't grow old.
She was never to be conquered and never be tame,
bringing her much unwelcome fame.
She still has mystery deep inside her waves,
hiding in her secret dark caves.
Deadly predators control the top of the food chain,
bringing many lovely fish a world of pain.
Some use ink as a defense,
while others hide in a trench.
Some are killed for there oil by whaling boats,
and others are killed by the red tide and left to float.
Others fly like angels through the musky mist,
reminding beach-goers to put shuffler on there list.
The ocean holds many dangers and beauty having people marvel at her glory,
something that has its own category.
The ocean will always hold a special part in our souls,
something that can never be replace not even with gold.
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