Waves upon waves, upon decks upon decks,
Seen with specs, though wet, clearly wet;
The body, it roars, useless tools, bloody oars,
Cascading liquid, wasted heeds, wordless heeds;
A lost captain, now swimming with plankton,
A fight for life, with bigger life, a soaking life;
The water, it gloats, no protection, no boats,
The water, it sees, a sacrifice, it needs;
Hungry and vicious, it lingers, no contrition,
Clinging is fruitless, barren hope, no denouement;
Visions of yore, waving by windows, outside the door,
Motionless, breathless, swept away to the shore.