Peace before destruction

From within the sea

Surges a powerful smoke

Disturbs a tranquility

That I did never see

There’s written a soliloquy

Upon the flinching waves

Sings once in a while

And growls above the graves

The song of helplessness

The picnic was a mess

But the picnic was

And that I did never see

That the picnic was

Unimportance that they had felt

Now lurks behind them

And asks to care

The unimportant them

As millions in it die

The sea swells up high

Pride rests in horror

Glee rests on the shore

Pain rests everywhere

Millions in it die

But some of them survive


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