Whirling vindictive storms lash at the shores

Where once I had receded, I now wage my wars,

Swallowing sand and land, I return for what was once mine,

The memory is etched in each swathe and shine.

A magnetic pull ushers me towards vast built up structures

Leaving wounds like open ruptures,

I was never meant to be so high,

“But you were the one that warmed me!” I cry. 

My waves roar, screaming to be heard, 

As I try to right the wrong but your selfishness was preferred.

Now you reap what you sow,

I envy every landmark now from head to toe.

Warning you once – no twice now,

You dig and burn and destroy, forgetting your broken vow.

A vow to make a change was it?

Now open your eyes and see my inflicted damage upon where you sit.

“Admit it! Admit what monster you’ve turned me into!” I wanted to scream,

But soon enough your shouts of realisation are drowned out by my scheme. 

For now it is too late as I drag your lights out, ignoring your desperate pleas,

Roads and your tower blocks see my wrath and now tremble to their knees.

Once I would’ve allowed you to tread on me,

But now I will fight for the rest of eternity.

You turned your back on my cries before,

Now your structures fall in heaps and tons once more.