by Felipe Alvarez de Toledo

A spirit fondles the sand,
During the funeral of a dame
That died by the hands
Of an ocean untamed.

Blood froths on the seashore,
On this date of her death.
Her vengeance, to kill more;
To take others' last breaths.

She does unto others
What happened to her;
Insipid, she smothers-
Revenge of an oiltanker.