as the ocean lay calm under the shining sun
the thunder still crept its way onto the ship
the loud thuds rumbled through the air,
created a scenery one wouldn't dare
to step in unless otherwise forced.
I slowly began to speak my mind
but no matter what, or how hard I tried
a roar came from below.
rumbling loud with words of anger,
the thunder continued and kept interuppting
lighting would strike every once in awhile
and as the ship began to fall apart
no one would come to the rescue.
despite the peices of boat on the ocean
the water glistened every morning
as if a new world was created,
the morning after felt unrelated
for the thunder never yelled
and its lighting never fell