And I offer along alongside it my explanation in verse. *clears throat*
Momentum. Em-oh-em-ee-en-tee--oops, this is a dramatic reading and not a spelling bee. Apologies.
Imagine a depth charge set off in a harbor
Releasing its concentric ripples
Each one troubles the surface of the water
and rushes to topple the ships that are left
at the docks.
If the blast was a weak one, set off in those waters
Then the boats at the edge might just nudge one another
Whispering in the wooden way that ships have
Strung together in their fate but not caring so much--
Because small ripples are just that.
But if the charge was explosive enough to
Knock the water near clear of its salt
Like boatmen releasing their ships to tsunamis
You untether your vessel at the dock and dive in
Riding the ripples, but not quite keeping up
Until, kicking your legs to create waves of your own,
You reach the horizon after all.
That's momentum, mighty depth charge
tolling boom and aftershock
So, go on, let it carry you out on its back
lest it splinter you to bits on the dock.
Boom! There's your depth-charge. Momentum - rather, being unwilling to lose crucial momentum - is what keeps me writing. So what are you gonna do with yours??