The Sea does not care

The Sea does not know

The Sea is not angry, nor is it vengeful

The Sea expresses neither wrath, nor benevolence

in the movement of it’s tides

The Sea cannot differentiate

between a piece of discarded styrofoam

floating upon its surface

and the body of a friend

taken by its waves

The Sea does not care

The Sea simply rises and falls

with the pull of the moon and the sun

while we who do care

mourn our loss.