Captain Ulysses
Captain Ulysses
Stood on the shore
Exhausted and angry and spent.
The sea had recently
Taken his ship
He was salty and bloody and bent.
Each wave struck him,
As angry he yelled,
And he swung his fists at the sea.
But relentless they battered
And turned him and drenched him,
And knocked him down to his knees.
"I've fought against you
Nearly all of my life!
And the battle has wearied my soul."
But the sea pulled back
For one final hit,
Then it struck him and swallowed him whole.
Fighting the ocean,
The turbulent motion
Was pointless as oceans transform
Breaking and crashing
Consuming and bashing
Change or you'll lose to the storm
Each wave struck him,
As angry he yelled,
And he swung his fists at the sea.
Relentless they battered
And turned him and drenched him,
And knocked him down to his knees.
"I've fought against you
Nearly all of my life!,
And the battle has wearied my soul."
But the sea pulled back
For one final hit,
Then it struck him and swallowed him whole.
Fighting the ocean,
The turbulent motion
Was pointless as oceans transform
Breaking and crashing
Consuming and bashing
Change or you'll lose to the storm
Fighting the ocean,
The turbulent motion
Was pointless and useless
It mocked his devotion
For oceans and currents
Will ebb and will always transform
Breaking and crashing
Consuming and bashing
Destroying direction
Invoking rejection
Change and transform
Or you always will lose to the storm
