US Coastguard 07/15/07

To the men and women of the US Coastguard

A job so pained and often hard

Rescuing poor and unfortunate souls

Who if not for them, the people would be swallowed whole?

Angry seas and raging skies

Churning foamy water that belies

The Ferocity of the waves is god wrath

A tidal wave in a whirlpool bath

Steady and fast, heads the chopper out to sea

Trying to cut through the forceful winds that be

Raging war against nature’s fury

Only the, US Coastguard can sit on this jury

God speed the men and women, and come home safe

The choppers wipers blades reject the oceans strafe

Pounding waves only inches below

Certain doom at the centre of nature show

Its power struggle only one can win

As man fights the elements, prayers within.

A flare lights up the unending dark

The pilot spots this little spark

In the vastness of a sea so broad and wide

There are plenty of places for man to hide

And by some ordained miracle the chopper hovers above

The powerless survivors huddled like a glove

The swimmers go in the water full of intrepid

A dash for life, their swimming strokes rapid

And then the cradle of life is lowered, unsteady

The survivors are anxious and ever so ready

To be plucked as though by an invisible hand

A concerto played by a piano grand

Stories of bravery forever told

From a sea so angry, in the freezing cold

But for the US Coastguard they stand tall and brave

Making sure that many survive this watery grave

Just another day at the office