They were born in the sea with sea-care,
You have got them up
Now that you have preserve them in care,
Into your furnished flats in a gorgeous city.
Your city is too safe!
Let's think, free of earthquake and tidal flood,
Let's think, armed guards have flawless eyes on them,
Let's think, also, secretly you have kept them in a hidden chest,
Yet, It's the matter for time being,
Once, in future, all these seashell will dissolve into the sea!
Copyright © Rahman Henry | Year Posted 2017
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