the vision at sea

They’re out there on waves of sea?

They’re no different than you or me

Except they have no hope

Trying desperately to cope

With the perilous tides of despair

while many simply stop and stare.

They have no hope beyond death’s door

They’re the ones that we’re created for.

The storm erupts, the desperate age

Doomed to die in selfish rage

The Captain beacons us to come

We hear the cry but choose to run

Run to ease, comfort, distraction

To seek our selfish satisfaction

Will you heed the call?

Or build a wall

Will you stare at this universal tragedy

Or rescue them eternally.