in metaphors

Metaphorically speaking, I speak in metaphors
while walking along the sapphire dusty shore
I was lead by a porpoise who called himself War
To a dark empty space behind a steel door
Where I found a raven who said "nevermore"
And flew me back home passed wreckage and gore
Safely let off on a boat with an oar
Which I paddled to a world I could discover and explore
But rhythmically speaking, I speak in a rhyme
And wander two cities that fail to keep time.