A soft sea in the deep
where she can rest her head
around shells and pearls
That will be her burial bed.
An expensive burial
for an expensive bride.
A lover lost to a raging tide.
With pearls adorning her feet
Everyone will see
she was beloved.
Grease drips from the rooftops of a small shack
The grease drips are like the tears of the moarning mother.
Who lost her child of four years.
With a family to feed she cannot stop for tears.
She must collect and polish all the shells of the reef.
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