With the power of the ocean
An infamous storm about to down my men
I see them battle
With heroic effort they try to stay alive
I can see their last moments of innocence
They struggle knuckles bleeding
Drenched from an amazing storm
No faith trying to win their own battle
I come across the water
Waves hitting from all sides
I walk with a motion that no person can comprehend
They have irritated me
They yell for me to save them
I tell peter to come to me
He tells me he cannot
I said come to me
He comes out the waves furious
All men bleeding from their battle
He is walking with faith
He looks at me
The whites of his eyes
Get bigger than the sky
He starts to go down
He yells once more
Save me
I shake my head
Knowing he has no faith
Yet he calls to me
I grab his arm
I pull him up with force never seen
I look at him with a fathers anger "ye who has little faith"
