The Latest Crown
Father ocean, a deep-toned and dark man
And mother nature, a rooted and brown woman
Gave birth to my sibling whom I recently love-
Once a lazy river.
Love. Fall. Magic.
I recall, on a day at school,
A student asked why...
Changed so fast, so unexpectedly.
Maybe, born to be like it, like a thick wave:
My sibling.
I forgot how change could be a chance.
So I thought, the change was enough to make...
Ugly, the appearance.
Curse. Seal. Hide.
I did not know, the material world
Could offer tools that make you shine and grow,
Even make you feel born again, a baby so fresh.
My sibling now?
Soft like father yet
Strong like mother
yet again manageable like me.
Reconnect. Discover. Revive.
To tame waters, test them first.
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A Roadtrip In Mind
PoetryThis is a work of POETRY. Take a step on the road of "how i see EVERYTHING." Beware of the mispelled words, wrong grammar and/or diction. Thanks!
