A wave washes on-shore,
furious, but calm.
It doesn’t need telling, just some time.
The sun burns from a million lifetimes away,
Soaking every tear of our lands,
Spreading fear, but creating life too
The sand, sharp as a knife,
Soft to walk on, fun to play with
In another form, a potential weapon.
The humans, a race smarter than existence,
The epitome of intelligence and evolution,
First to start war, Last to protect earth.
Whose the real threat? Nature or man?