Into the Sea of Sludge we fall
Swimming in Circles paddling away
Fighting the urge to breathe underwater
Seeing the aquamarine creatures turning blue green
Lounging about the coral abyss
Seeking refuge in subterranean nooks
As the cold currents of guilt
Wash over the sea bottom
Where ancient bones lay in silent repose
Evidence of a higher state of existence
Knowing absolute authority forbids
The seeking of knowledge and the desire and yearning
To walk from the darkened depths
And leave the first footprints in the sand.
(8-05-1971)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem