The coolness of the ocean breeze,
And long moments of peace;
there was laughter everywhere
and joy filled the air;

But who could ever know
that when the next wind will blow,
our joy would disappear
and sorrow would appear;

In every eye hung a tear
and in every heart a deepest fear,
for everyone knew
that this story isn't new;

everyone will drown-
when the boat sinks down
terrified by this,
everyone knelt down on their knees:

Moments ago,
were neither enemy nor foe,
kids played on every deck
and lovers leaned on a lover's neck;

yet moments ahead,
everyone would be dead,
even the young and old,
the timid and the bold;

At last only a few people will say,
"come on let us pray
that unto these souls should peace be,
And our hearts be cleansed of this tragedy";

In life,
put away thine strife,
accommodate one another
like a brother;

because when death comes,
it would be like the thorns,
that hurts both rich and poor-
it will knock at everyone's door;

It could be today or tomorrow,
in the midst of thine merry or sorrow;
only bear it in mind,
it comes in an unguarded time.

Come let us swim my beloved friends,
let us swim into the depths ­of the sea,
let us spread our fins
and expand our gills in ecstac­y;

come on let us fly my beloved friends,
let us fly from tower ­tops to tower tops,
let us soar like the eagle,
overcoming the do­wns and embracing the ups;

come on let us crawl my beloved frien­ds,
let us crawl into the woods,
where we can find rest in moist ­places
and food for our young beneath the roots;

come on let us ­grow my beloved friends,
let us grow as tall as we should,
let us­ give scent to the world,
and shelter to the bad and good;

come ­on let us walk my beloved friends,
let us walk to uncommon places­,
where we can be challenged to do better,
and hopefully find lov­e among races;

come on my beloved friends,
let us do what we do ­best,
for this is what we were made to do-
to be fulfilled and fi­nd rest.

I have seen the blood of my loved ones, spilled on a dusty road;
Seen the fall of kings, powerful warriors and the bold;
The skin of mothers and little children, broken by cold;
The ancient landmarks of the fatherless, siezed and sold.

I have heard the cry of the homeless but no one there to save;
Heard the wailing of the deserted, seen the tears of the brave;
Many driven from their homelands, now hiding in caves;
And a father toiling night and day, treated as a slave.

I have heard of dreams of many, still unrealised;
The ****** daughters of priests, lured or defiled;
The goals of youths, swallowed up by pride;
And the future of generations, poorly discerned.

I have read government policies, unfavourable for the common man;
Heard of national resources, expended without concrete plans
Communities connive to eliminate a defenseless clan;
And a nation sold into modern slavery, by reckless polititians.

Many tears have droped, sweat and blood everywhere;
Many races have been run but the end seems nowhere near;
Many have waited hopelessly for a better year;
Many have stood up but crawled back for sake of fear.

A day will come when the oppressed will arise;
Like Martin Luther King Jr. did,though his blood was a price;
Like Nelson Mandela did, even though his act was termed a vice-
For the freedom of the enslaved and oppressed but the wicked's sudden demise.

A thousand years have come and gone,
A million more around the sun,
A molten magma flows from my soul,
My spirit and peace is what they stole;

a billion galaxies to travel in space,
The temple of dagon still in place,
They try to extract me before i wake,
My siLver cord, they try to break;

the waters above and the ones beneath,
And where exactly is mercy's seat,
I am torn and beaten each day,
The reason why i have gone astray;

six hundred and sixty-six years have gone,
Six hundred and sixty-six knees before the sun,
A beast external is now within,
I've been transformed-a new born being;

A single day and it's now occour,
A thousand years around my door,
I recall falling from the sky,
I 'm now given wings to fly;

A billion miles across this sea,
A journey towards eternity,
My angels waiting to carry me,
To a life of immortality.

Out in the sahara is a dusty sea,
shockingly,it's where you want to be,
Instead of right here sitting with me,
Another unexplained mystery.

Out there is a scorching heat,
Amazingly, you desire the heat,
Instead of here in my cozy seat,
Another mind rending filth.

A warm embrace to you wouldn't do,
Nor an unconditional love to you,
But the pleasures that are untrue,
That is sickening too.

on top of the mountain is lonely me,
Dreaming that you will return to me,
To rekindle our ecstasy,
O, what a fantasy.

Though torn and broken, i still care for u.
All because my love is true,
only return and i'll reach out to you,
For the value i still recognise in you.

Sour adventure by Uzzi