Her body Gave them form And he was Ready to drown himself In the guilt of their passing Arts He cried out again To the gods of the sea with The questions of How and why They would not hear it seemed They had lost All interest In him They had grown tired Perhaps Weary of His supplications And abandoned his body To whatever Fate would follow But how could they hear Over his lifetime The seas had become Full of noises its Sweet voices Were drowned In the mechanical Cacophony Of human traffic Its inhabitants More ancient And intelligent Than his kind Were driven From their sanctuary Maddened by Human intention Man’s greed And his fear The waters had become A sewer A dumping ground For all that was Pointless And evil About the naked ape When humans search The universe for Life They look for water The sea had been the soup Where their lives began Whence they crawled Onto the earth Water the source of their genesis 98% of their bodies its importance to their very survival seemed to remain lost to their understanding or instinct
