On the shore he stands, tempest raging, sky turned black
and defiant screams into the wind
Demands the ocean calm and give her back
and tears demand forgiveness for his sins
Atop the waves white horses rear and furious race
headlong, stamped and crash about his feet
and tousled hair is whipped about his sallow face
no surrender, no forgiveness no retreat
Nature’s fury taunts and mocks, he hears her calls.
The sun obscured, dark finger pointed, accusations fly
and though he begs she stays within deep prison walls
doomed to repeat and every night to die
Your more serious work is impressive.
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Wow Michael! Love this!😊
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Michael!!! Stick to serious. This is so good! 💕
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Cheers walt 🙂
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Thanks D. Ill try but its so hard not being silly 🙂
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Thanks man. Its a bit different i guess…
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😊
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OK, you can throw a couple of silly ones in there, but really, your best work is one like this. You have a talent. Use it!!
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Awww thanks 🙂 ill keep at it n see how it goes 🙂
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I like it.
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Sounds good 🙂
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You ARE very talented! Your fans have spoken.
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Lol okay i guess they have
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I agree… you can make us laugh, but this serious stuff is really very good!
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Aww thanks . its kinda fun I’ll admit.
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You’re welcome.
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