Polished By Turbulence Poem by Oyekake Satty (O S) Joshua

Wild and pitiless are the waves
That by attrition shapes the stones
Their ceaseless beating to fashion
Their rough skins to shimmering
Their polished beauty rendered
And all the seamen gather beside
To behold their unfeigned beauty
Crystallized by violent pounding
While thousands lay untouched
Their safety abode undisturbed
Their coarse skin still protected
No one longs their sight to behold
Their tranquil lives beauty denied