The Gulf

Bottomless
blue waters,
where warm
currents cradle
savage energy.
And storms,
irrational,
unbridled,
wild,
rise
in violent fits.

Tempests swirl in
whispered rage,
clapping thunder,
causing chaos.
Surely you
will carry destruction
when you hit
land.

Our land,
intentionally sliced
to keep us
separate,
unequal,
angry.
A division
curated
in those vast
blue waters.

You have renamed
the big blue
abyss.
Your endgame?
Only you
know.
But,
it only results
in isolating
us
from the rest
of the world
beyond
that big blue
gap.