There is a Calm before the Storm
There is a calm before the storm
When Sadness is a hurricane.
A gloomy empty shore
With shells that start to fray
The coast is cold and lonely
Anticipating tidal waves.
Anchored to the ocean floor,
The sunken ships lie out of reach
The moon is hidden and repressed
But furtively manipulates
A hurricane in deceit;
Polluting and forsaking