Dance

The storm breaks over the island,
Thunder crashes,
Lightening falls like divine judgment,
The parachutist trembles on the mountain top,
Finally resting on the ground,
Simon crawls to tell the world,
The boys dance in sickening gyration,
Spears and claws,
Teeth flashing,
He emerges,
Shouting to be heard over the savage hiss of the fire,
The patter of the rain,
The boom of the thunder,
They turn and attack,
He struggles,
Fights,
But fails,
Tries to break free,
But is engulfed,
And the waves carry him and the parachutist away,
To rest at the bottom of the stormy,
Rolling ocean.