My Sister and I

We are two bodies that sails the body of the sea

In search of our lost souls driven by the riches

We heard of this land by the many in our genration

No one haven't really seen her, only a figment of a long lost dream

Funny what Irony seems to be 

Our rightenous has driven us thus far, you can't dare to turn around now

We had already laid our eyes on her

The waves crashed againist us, as it sung us a soft melody 

Forcefully throwning us to where next I see water all around me

I gasped as my body washed along the shore

My sister and I looked at each other, reassuring ourselves that it was her

We danced all around admiring her beauty 

Confirming all of the oral stories

We had smiles from the time when the sun came up, and the moon lied down

Eventually those smiles reformed into frowns 

No diamond or pearl no longer seemed to make us happy

We've been here for five years, I consistely try to tell myself that I am sane

I made a story of my sister and I of her travling here right beside me 

I woke by a tropical storm to only see the figments of my imagnation all surrounding me

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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