The light house.

On land and sea and on high we came and went

Guidance provides safe passage but water is a challenge 

Dot the eyes and cross the Ts, as easy as that it became

Well before this was done there was crashing silence

And none to lite the night to follow or road to take

Day brought the coast and rocky shore littered with junk

Loss and treasure the truth of our greatness given to sea

Our best days realized but don’t declare war to these shores

War to bring nothing in hand food to our mouths or our well being

And life to return to normal I notice all the sea transports still at sea

Similar to Russias build up along the Ukraine border with hardware

Why it’s a collision waiting to happen to America and elsewhere

Delivering to Americas doors goods and more what is wrong here

The reality war may issue a new cannon like the demonstrations of today

And contrast to Blah Blah Blah, junk junk junk the greater boats the show

I see the day when no governments are in charge of recovery because of

Very poor leadership and the rise of slavery seven bells along the shore line

To the Rockies or evil that knows no other port of call or looking differently 

It would be better if they had two green heads and a bell 🛎 between both.