Gord

2024-10-28 11:23 pm

Maroon, like red in the sea, 
Darkness: blue and green.

Hardest to reach,
Harder to please,
Wanton to breathe. 
I feel like water through beans,
Merely used, to clean.

Maroon, red in the sea,
Water is actually all I see.

Refuse to leave,
Refuse to see,
Refuse to kneel.

Amateur poet, do you hear me,
What languages do you speak?