“Those waters are mine”
I woke before the mussels did
In a burrow full of echo,
From the print of her anklets
Eaten away by my waves
Why was I stuck on this rhetoric
How heavy were those feet?
For Every step that she took
I wished there was one less
I watched her all day
She was less than a score
Why was she doing this?
I wanted to know
So I pulled back the waves
to show off my scars
to bait her in
and so she arched
I searched for her eyes
to meet with mine,
to be so young
to be so kind
I asked her now
The depth of her deed
Why save me?
Why better me?
She said few words
that left me blue
“Ever so little can I do,
my father didn’t care
but my son’s will do
For I know your worth
and will bring it to you”
By: Adil Sayyad
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