Written by: Kristina Rai - 27006, Grade VIII
Posted on: 10 August, 2022
The vast ocean roofs as endless as the sky
I lay in distant the rough sand
With the passing silent talks of waves
Where the dead scented in shackles of time
The lost souls in ourselves
As the Savagery echoing in response
With a each flickering spark
About the statistics in order to survive
To the groaning clouds of thunder
Violent and brutal to the back they claim
Blizzards are howling running more stronger
Fighting beasts when exposed golden truth
It's also a mock of coral island
All stranded with lost and hopes
The hunger game grinning across the minds
Combining all the flesh,meat and bones
This was to be representative of the Devil
To the one interrupting as the Angel
With the solidity being a part of me
And sympathy following in their desires to lead
