a story untold
to a soul such as me
the unknown world made pure
as the sea sings a song
of what was to be seen
and not heard
in the silence of my own
the story untold
in a thought so dim
a word so unsaid
it's been the same
as we've sailed the ocean red
the fallen monument to past
every freedom undone my dream
the lost is as the seen
every letter unwritten
all speeches unspoken
the story untold is awaiting the wind
Sunday, 4 December 2011
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