is it a search or an expedition?
lying idle or loitering around
Many pass including those sea diving
resting untouched in the seabed
her rust rust all
O it\'s found
found in Keta
And Keta is resting
her rest rest us
bring your apron
bring your vest
pull the curtain
do them best
in and around, trees transpire
as waters breeze
on and on, keeps us apart
and we lose sight
of the bedding and the beach
of sea erosion, rises and retreats
only fishes in this young ocean
and pirates of the old sea
know the unsocial hours
young like the day
late like the afternoon
Keta will wake you
to take a simple interest
bring hospital
take hospitality
wear the shoe to none sense
and dance none sensical
as the lines draw margins at her coast
like a drop in my cup
see, buckets run over
lying at the tip
and below is the iceberg