This Poetry Must be Read with Emotion; Read the Words - Feel the Music! “his voice was like the sound of many waters” Oceans and oceans, The sea, the sea, the sea, Great waves crashing against the shore. Again and again they crash, Like the wrath of God upon the works of men. The rolling waves. The constant flow. A thousand little streaks of light. It is a song. It is a never ending melody. A thousand little streaks of light. Oceans and oceans, The sea, the sea, the sea, Great waves crashing against the shore. The dreams, the ideas, the plans, Again and again the wrath of God Will clash with the plans of men. And their dreams tumble. The ideas of men collapse. So they are no more But a heap of rubbish, A page of meaningless symbols, A forgotten field, A plot of ground, A grave. To rest, To sleep Forever, forever, forever. Oceans and oceans, The sea, the sea, the sea, Great waves crashing against the shore.