A Trip To The Sea Poem by Kolade Seun

Seeing that I see to be blinded by what I see
Makes me not want to see.
Hallucinating inside the sea;
Makes me to see why I have to leave the sea.


The sea is not my home.
I've built my rome above the sea.
Looking at these fishes
inside the sea,
makes me feel
I have to leave,
For I am an intruder seeing what I ought not to see.


Am leaving the sea for them,
I hope the shark grants me the grace,
To have the same joy as the fishes do have in my own rome.