The sea is large and looming,

Powerful waves are all-consuming.

Overhead, the thunder’s booming.

At first, the night was still,

A raft didn’t want a thrill,

But that was not the sea’s will.

The raft wants nothing but out

Of this sudden violent bout,

Ability is shadowed by doubt.

The sea’s laws are strict,

One way must be picked.

But here there’s only conflict.

Here, there is danger

In staying to choice a stranger,

And the sea is not a changer.

I have to choose, and now,

To one side I have to bow

To the other, I break a vow.

But whatever I choose

Will leave a bruise

For the other side I lose.

Indecision angers both sides,

The storm readily intensifies.

The raft is splintered by the tides.

Why couldn’t I be straight?

I think as I succumb to fate,

But a small voice whispers, “Wait”.

The storm is much too great,

And I’m crushed under its weight,

The voice still says to wait.

Waves toss and questions berate,

But I confront my inner hate,