BY PRINCILIN JOAN Y,
It’s a calm, deep sea,
But the volcanoes under the sea
They aren’t visible on the surface
It welcomes us with waving hands
There are suppressed explosions
Cause of the pressure of the eruptions
Tsunamis and Submarine storms
They’re hiding behind their masks
Ships sail in the tidal waves.
Waves glitter in the golden sunrise.
It appears cool and calm
Who knows the inner intense storm?
The unsaid outburst of chaos
Anxiety, fear and hopelessness
It’s not visible when you witness the face
They curtail behind the sweet smiles
A perfect person outside
He shows the world his brave face
The mess you can’t see
Like the calm deep sea