By Amee Laheru
Ocean eyes,
Result of pain that
I consumed to give a birth
to poetry.
I can't utter
How my heart beared
All the screams and shouts.
After a while,
It got quiet,
I choose full stops.
I've become symbolic of nothing.
Things have been frightening.
I learned to replicate them
With Verse.
Pain transformed
into the essence of laughter.
I think art is
Invented to make
the world realize
'We are our own Godfather.'
Ocean eyes-
My Final result;
I have a depth to
drown everything in me.
It's filled with darkness,
Still building light of hope
in perspective.
By Amee Laheru
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