Survive

The waters are rising
Beginning to flow.
Over dry sands
The wind does blow.

The eternal land
Found and plundered.
Escape we must
or be torn asunder.

The cold, blue ocean
Crawling ever higher.
Black tendrils of fear
Make us all a liar.

To the boats!
Our only salvation.
The treacherous waters
May be our damnation.

If we work together
We’ll stay alive.
Leave none behind,
We Can Survive!

 Hunting!

  Grasping! 

Clawing! 

    Tearing!

 Running!

Swimming!

  Fearing! –

    Uncaring.

Monsters, in the water!
Monsters, all around.
Red life flowing.
Some will drown.

Faster now,
The island fails,
Torn white canvas,
Remnants of sails.

On the horizon,
Just out of reach,
A saving grace,
A welcoming beach.

Treachery among us,
Tempers flare.
Self concern first.
To the devil’s lair.