Atlantis
A city is lost,
Reclaimed by the seas,
It’s blinding white marbles,
Now covered in weeds,
A city in peace,
In this world soaked in greed.
A city is lost,
But it’s longing to b found,
Listen to the seas,
And you’ll hear its sound,
Atlantis has awoken,
And it hates what it sees.
Atlantis is rising,
Out of the deep,
Setting the example,
For this world that’s in need,
Forever a symbol of what we used to be,
Atlantis forever,
And forever it shall be.
Copyright © Michael Diack | Year Posted 2005
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