All too feared is the fury of the sea.

Thunderous clamor and colossal might.

A song of swallowed souls and cold cruelty. 

Yet compared to thee, merely impolite. 

For its trail of ruin, the river reigns.

Cleaving stone from stone with ravenous zest.

Calm belies chaos, deference it feigns.

Such stealth no match for the poisonous pest.

The deadliest of foes floats in the wind.

Eyes squinted miss it alight on a pin.

No innocent droplet, this one has sinned.

Countless lives lost to the weapon within.

Siblings bested by the robber of breath, 

The meekest of them, the horseman called death.