The beat of a drum
Brings nothing but joy
A smile of a child in the sun
Playing with his toy
To only cease his thoughts of insecurities
For everyone has his faults which have consequences
The sea is unscrupulous
It brings forth sadness.
I am pious
A cloud is upon my happiness
Is this a message
Or a death sentence
For to my heart there is much damage
One that leads me to repentance
I only seek to know what is inside
Whether avertable or fatal
Recently uncertainty in my heart does reside
This leads to my souls betrayal.
A sigh is buttered in clutter
For where are you Oh Father
Help is all I mutter
All I fear is the unknown
Through this myself I do disown
Taking hold of my fear
The sky is clear
As I open
It starts to soften
As my heart, its brittle
Finally in my eyes there is a twinkle
Finally I'm free from the bandages
The message is attained
My strength is regained
''Fear not what yee know not''
It was never a plot
For the ball is now in my court
The sluntly written words
Are now my survivor kit
In my head are six different swords
For each storm that may hit
And the road is long
So are the words that travelled the seas
For every tick tock I'll sing a song
And my heart will feel the sea breeze
Ultimately I had gotten rid of the uncertainty
Eventually I had gotten rid of the insecurity
I had come to know it was never a death sentence to damage
But a sincere message to encourage.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem