Press not upon the power of nature, Ye Haughty man!
there is folly in vanity and chastisement in sinful, willful pride.
The storm will be emboldened, unencumbered, and unmerciful
An elemental force, set free and aroused to all its power.
Impossible furious frenzied flashes of lightning permeate the air, as thunder
beats a bleak tattoo against the waves.
beats a bleak tattoo against the waves.
Winds heavy with sea spray stifle the breath,
while the rising sea writhes in towering mounds of green.
while the rising sea writhes in towering mounds of green.
Quick tempered cruel and unrelenting behold the storm
All the fury of Hell unleashed and untamed
Oh! the human anguish, lost souls entombed by the rampaging spray
All hope diminished and drown in the wake of the storm
The tempest harsh and deadly has served notice
Its clarion bell the wind a warning to vain man.
Who art thou to challenge me . . .
Who art thou to challenge me . . .
Copyright by Mark R. Day all rights reserved
Copyright by Mark R. Day all rights reserved
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