The Cruel Sea Poem by Richard Netherland Cook

It was the night the mighty sea,
Unfurled its' fury most,
An angry sea, a thirst to quench,
Was coiled along the coast.

The murky water, cold and black,
Bashed the rocks on shore,
And as a lion leaps upon its' prey,
It gave its' mighty roar.

The old sea wall had stood the wrath,
Of many storms before,
But now gave way to the mighty foe,
The sea was no more.

The land was swallowed by the sea,
There was no place to go,
Buildings sink beneath the force,
And bitter the wind did blow.

Trees uprooted crashed about,
The people tried to flee,
The smell of death was everywhere,
All swallowed by the sea.

Many a year has passed, many a story told,
Along the island coast,
About the time when a cruel sea,
Unfurled its' fury most.