What Boat?

Black and green water sloshes over the sides.
While hate filled clouds cover the sky.
A sensation of           not moving
as the storm darkenstheveryair.
Blackness is all around.
Alone while assail.
          NO Crew.
            NO Harbor.
Sheets of whiteseafoam towering atop
Of waves as high as the heavens.
   A gigantic wallofwater
stands in the way of this vessel.
A small gustofwind
pushing slowly from behind.
 A wave hooks sharply above
          CRashing
              backdown.
          causing   Certain   DeSTRuction.
This Boat will never be found.