Final Warning

 Change of plans, I'll let you think of the answers to my Philosophies poem. Here's a different poem from the point of view of a wave :

Final Warning

I crash and come back,

Like a rhythmic dance,

My victims can live or they don’t have a chance,

When they drown in my riptide,

I don’t give a second glance,

They were asking for this hate,

When they threw trash in my waters,

They were destined for this fate, 

When they cast nets and sent my fish to slaughter, 

I’m tired of preening and cleaning after them, 

Can you just stop?
You know it’s hurting me,

You know it's hurting our beautiful sea,

Yes, “our sea” we share it, 

It’s not hard to admit, 

Look around you, the sea we share, 

The sea for which you don’t seem to care, 

If you don’t change your ways, beware, 

If the ocean isn’t your friend, you won’t be spared, 

I, The Waves, will not be so nice, 

I will rise, 

When away goes the ice, 

All your spite and hate come with a price. 

The ocean will rise and so will I, 

But this time, we won’t be an ally.

This time, humans will be the ones to say goodbye.

Philosophies

Is there a certain question that you think about every day?

 A question that isn't exactly answerable? Some seek out the secrets of the universe (me).

 Others think about little wonders that most people don't think about until they are reminded (also me).

 This poem will share some of my questions that are deemed unanswerable. 

Philosophies

How can a bird fly with the fear of being hunted?

How far can you go before you are confronted?

What do you do when you fail to meet the unwritten expectations?

What alibi do you have when you are accused without explanation?

Not a day goes by before I think of these curiosities, 

These inquiries, these questions, the answers to these philosophies.