The current is too strong for them and their progress is mostly backwards.
Somehow I'm not out there with all of them, though.
The water looks mighty fine, but I know it's too much for me, personally.
I find myself safely on the shore, watching as all my friends drown, one after another.
I try to save some of them, but I usually fail.
Some of them find their own way back to dry land.
Then they sit their for a while and wonder what must have possessed them to go swimming so far out.
Sometimes I wade, but I never let it go above my knees.
I can't really blame anyone for wanting to swim out farther, but at the same time, it seems so unwise.
I just don't understand why all my friends think they can withstand the force of a such strong wave.
And such a young wave.
At least wait till it breaks the shore.
-Ike
