Doth up yonder yield
A mighty blow on the shore
The mighty winds unwind
As the sail climbs
And lovers toss in it we are
Hopelessly drowning in our feud
No fair maiden waits too long
For ghost tales aren't a myth
To the sea-ward's life
Wombs wait forbidden to be barren
Every sailor's heart be written
The laws of both sea and land
None native is a forsook promise
All belong to the wide and heartfelt
Journey and we ride high the winds
And below the heavens till there is
No end, man be sea and sea be man
As woman begat life so the sea begat manhood.
About the Creator
Matthew Primous
I am a Black Scholar, International Scholar, & Google Scholar, & 3-Time Eber & Wein Best Poet., Nominee for Poet of the Year, 2020 Black Author Matters Winner, 2 time Akademia Excellence Essayists,& 2022 Honorary Muckrack Journalist.
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