Life ends and extends like oceanic flows.
Building tidal waves, with currents that pull.
Into the abyss, the depths of Nautilus.
Those unable to adjust to the aquatic.
A new world as if Atlantis.
Oxygenated air no longer the basis.
Lungs to gills, evolution to exist.
In societies hydrostatic pressured environment.
As arms and legs transform into pectoral, and caudal fins.
The extinction of the walk, replaced by oscillation.
To wiggle through their teared saturation.
The radication of being complacent.
Weighed down if your thoughts don't float with culture cancelation.
No device to keep afloat those struggling to make it.
Unable to swim, they shall drown.
And sink into the mouth of the kraken.