Crimson Sea

by

Estel Sowell

Into the crimson sea,
awash with many tears,
i cast my bottled sorrow
amidst her waves so dear.
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I stand at her red shore
unsure of what to do.
My heart feels much despair
because of losing you.
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Watching the ebb and flow,
this melancholy sea,
i can't stop asking why?
Why did this have to be?
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Terror has struck our land
with no remorse it seems,
destroying many hopes
with hatred eyes that gleam.
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Frigid heart of darkness
that speaks of Satan's charm,
holds Our Nation hostage-
esconced within his arms.
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Osama Bin Laden,
evil of which i speak,
is nothing but a pawn
amongst many a creep.
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With a look deeper still
into the Taliban,
Lucifer rules the roost,
and guides them with his hand.
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Drifting as the bottle
into the crimson tide,
although,i feel alone,
i know God's by my side.

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