• Vol. 02
  • Chapter 11

The Sea Sins too

it used to be our children
dancing with buckets to fetch water
from the stomach of the sea
heading to a happy home

but now
the sea often fetches our children
from our carnivorous city that burns with bad blood

when home becomes hell
the sea becomes solace

but the sea is just a smiling masquerade
that sups on our children
and make them float like debris back to us
rejected and silenced forever

and we behold the debris of our dreams
with a sting of salt and sadness
drowning in our dirges