I am inevitable. I am coming for you.
Not even
the sea will stop me.
Though you have built
walls
and barricades;
though you have arranged tanks
in neat little rows,
I am inevitable.
I am coming.
If only I could set you on fire with a breath.
And after I have left you in ruins
after you have mounted your resistance
of helicopters and bombs
of tiny soldiers who stand bravely,
(trembling only a little at my roar)
I will crash into you again and again
like the waves of the ocean on your shore.
Like an embrace.
I am inevitable.