The looming sky contrasts
With the harsh shades of the sea
From a distance the crash of the waves
Is unheard and without sound
But imagine the deafening blow
The roiling surf punctures
Into the ears of those sailors
Aboard those rigid
Sea swept crafts
As they are tossed high
And pitched low
By the icy grip
The thrashing ocean holds on them
Along with their uncertain and prayed for fate
"If i stand with Evil, then i stand alone." I am a Sophomore at Red Mountain Highschool and am interestered in computers, photography, and poetry. I think it is fair to say that I can see things for what they really are and I am very good at recognizing everything this life has given me. I tend to think too much and like "arguing" about controversial topics, but i am always open to a different perspective. I believe every step you take and every choice you make is an investment your future to come. My name is Matthew Hale and I am a Poet.
The Poets Corp. 