The ocean speaks in words we could never understand,
Through the rhythmic crashing of waves
And the melodic sounds of her native inhabitants.
Her ancient language is something we lost too long ago,
when we choose to be monsters instead of men.
Her waves that batter the shore in raging fury
Signal her displeasure at our careless attitude toward her people.
Her gentle waves that caress the shore soothingly
Singing a lullaby to her people telling them everything will be okay.
One day, they will be safe from the big bad humans.