The devil and the deep blue sea, you say;
Well, what of the devil and the deep blue sea?
Citizen- there's nothing there to see-
That could matter, to you or me.
The devil and the deep blue sea,
And things submerged, that once were free;
No boats no oars, with which to seek-
And fires to burn, the ones dare speak..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sharp as always Patti. I feel I know a little of you having read so much of your soul here. Put a new one up tonight feeling the void outside, , . read if you want, .