Crab Soup

A lonely shell on the shore, very Still
Loaded waves are coming, lose of Will
Ominous premonition, a ghastly Phantom
No body stayed, they all ran, human Being
Even with the odds against him, alone he stayed,
THE HERMIT

Author's Notes/Comments: 

*I am a complete amateur on poetry, please criticize my work :) *
I dont know if it made sense, i played with the words a little bit

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