The Sea
The sea carries many ghosts
Their past pain, in waves, it hosts
I cannot swim within it
The tides force me to submit
Yes, I see its rich beauty
I also see its darkness
Bones in chains are its bootie
Moonlit, despite its starkness
05/28/2018
Copyright © Lockesha Harry | Year Posted 2018
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