The South Sea

The South Sea 


The night tastes like water
The night tastes like salt
I look upon the horizon’s hips
And the night taste black

Tonight nobody swims
Nobody swims here 
To night  Tonight 
Nobody, Nobody 

Someone screams rock 
All night someone lies 

To me To you  To everybody
Too much  To the moon 

To the sea
To the sea 

By Bro. Yao(Hoke S. Glover)


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