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  • Writer: Yaira Ebanks
    Yaira Ebanks
  • Apr 2
  • 1 min read

So you came here to delight in the blue light.

Where one must dive deep to witness its slow

descent into a glow. Let us play in the dancing bubbles, 

explore freely in the deep blue sea. An underworld of beauty, 

left undisturbed, as it was meant to be.


You are clever, but I took a moment to see. You weren't here 

to delight in the light. Men like you steal what is free, 

then sell it back for a fee.


So in the depths of the abyss, I point my harpoon at your heart.

I take a breath. Give myself space. Unlike you, I do not trap. 

I do not kill. For killing you is killing a part of me. 


I understand. 


A wretched life built on plundering, spoiling the land, air and sea.

Men like you live for greed. 

You will never know the sea.


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