The Darkest Waves of the Sea

The darkest waves of the sea
Rock the baby off to sleep
Ice cold arrows in the breeze
Too many, too early, death does reap

Six feet under, there does lie
Its mother’s life it now warps
Beneath a deep- water blue sky
An infant's cold cold corpse

None are left, there to save
So she runs, and quietly hopes
For that same- early grave
Or a gift- of necklace ropes

On another- befaten day
Alone she was cursed, alone she falls
A barren mother far away
Forced to follow her chil’s calls

Her baby’s body laced with tears
Salty water, its reside
Cold dead gaze, cloudy mirrors
Mother’s corpse right beside

Their spirits, though now roaming
Are still trapped beneath the sea
Mother crying, child moaning
They only yearn to be free

Slowly slowly they begin to rise
Maggots, under skin are lurking
Face of horror, light blue eyes
Nature’s cruelty on and working

Far above, the sky shines bright 
Those alive still do play
None have seen the terrible sight
Hoping for eternal day
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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February 27, 2021 at 9:03 AM
Today I am moved. The beauty of the sea left beconning to the land awash. A mother's burden.
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