The jellyfish Chronicles

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
The exploitation of the ocean.

Submitted: April 16, 2012

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Submitted: April 16, 2012

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Beneath my tendrils,

The sea has many secrets

And I am the last witness

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To ships that sink

To gulls that die

To hear the whales that cry

To see the births,

Far away from man’s eye

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Drifting under frozen seas

A last paradise where man has no welcome

Let nature be our shield

The Cold our government

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This place where

The Northern lights dance

In honour to the ancestors

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For we came before man

And will be here when

Man has gone

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Life and death in harmony

With natures will.

Written in the snow everyday

 

 

 


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