escaping wars their bodies washing to shore

from the deep sea, I hear a cry

bubbling through with agony

bodies washing to shore, one by one

 

drowned baby in mother's arm

held on tight as she swallowed her last breath

walking the beach on shells when I was young


where I found sanctuary

crash of waves my melody

now, only corpses beneath my feet


human remains, walruses without heads, whales torn to pieces


broken ivory, a lion's head

the melody is now a cry


the graveyard my sanctuary 


my tears feed the oceans