Florida Keys

Within Florida's sunny Keys, the azure sky gleams from above.

They gather, and their phones rise over the coast.

Oblivious to the salty specks, they're lost in the digital glare.

Boats slice through the water, churning and burning.

The gears twisting, turning, tangling.

The water pleads in silence, the captain blind to its desire.

Anglers cast their lines, seeking a life far from theirs in the depths

Of the brine beneath them,

Unheeding its silent hunger for winter's whine.

Children's laughter blends and dances with the water's edge,

A silent scream among the waves, as the boats stir.

Children flee the blaze, tourists relocate phones to their pockets.

The vibrant Florida Keys, paradise, heaven, nirvana,

Submitting to nature's warning.

Why must their joy come to an end?

Why must their innocence obey nature's plan?

The water's bellow, isolated.