OCEAN’S MARCH

Prisoners tied on anchors
in a red flash
a ring
tight around the neck of the horizon
and on the dawn’s hands
holding a daisy
Color deserts the face of day
and light doesn’t find any statue
to dwell in to be glorified to becalm
Brothers
how can I stay away from you?
Sea sea
books don’t impede the question
a question doesn’t heal the wound
Pelagos starts from our wounds
The voyage dreams
at the last contour of tears
Who banishes the sun
from our children’s hair
and our great hearts?
Unfurl the sails
raise the anchor
March and the old harbors vanish
March and the dawn gleams
with all our ancestors’ tears

Cuffs cannot stand in the ankles of sea
cuffs cannot stand in our sea heart


Goodbye loves and homelands

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