Fiberglass Sea

Where should I be in this fiberglass sea?
For the demons run free as they do what they please,
And I'm lost up a tree and I feel the breeze,
As the waves all agree how they'll get rid of me,
And I know that I need what they cannot decree,
And I watch the motionless heaves,

I am alone standing not rightfully so,
The path of disbanding for the ship would not go,
It wasn't a landing but no sails to billow,
No beaches so sandy but lackluster flow,
No crewman so handy to man to the bow,
And I watch it motionless though,

So last call for god all entries allowed,
Chew the older one's sod and feed that to the crowd,
When you speak of your fraud be sure it's shouted out loud,
For our waters are flawed so stagnant and proud,
And empty and broad spread apart the endowed,
And still I watch motionless befouled.