Its a gigantic dismembered finger
towards the surface of the water pointed,
it’s an elongated sea salted,
pock riddled stone,
there’s symbols, a language,
reminding the tide to atone?
tides turn, tides just turn,
‘Le ts w-e forg – et? lets w-e forg-et’, lets we forget?
Lets we forget,
Who or what ever they were their goal appears to have been met,