This one might need to revisit one fine day when I can find the time. It's somehow not refine nor complete. This is supposed to be metaphoric. Got the idea of writing in a metaphoric way from my boss.
In the beginning,
When the earth was form
The ocean was blue and still
Ocean surrounded by mountains
Sheltered
Safe
Carefree
Generation passes
Ocean became more turbulent
Restless
Its raging wave, constantly beat against the shore
It lashes out
It vent its frustration on the shore
The rocks
The pebbles
Waves battered and abuse
Anything that dare stand in its path
A pebble
Drag along by the waves
As it enters the great big ocean
It begin to sink
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