The violent storm shook the sea,

And destroyed every ship in its path;

No storm passed through says he,

But the captain sees and hears all.

There he floats on the surface of the sand.

You can’t see him, but look again;

He’s there! Do you see his arid hand?

The lies have blinded your eyes.

Here he drowned and was left to die.

You can’t hear him, but be quiet;

Listen! Do you hear his shrill cry?

The lies have deafened your ears.

The golden waves of dust float through the air,

Sending a haunting message to the world;

Only survivors can stop and stare,

While the rest of the world faces the blue sea.