Over the last two months, a dozen students from three continents met to write and reflect as part of the Writers Matter program. The following piece comes from Sanskriti in Rwanda, and is titled “Secret Beneath the Waves”.
Secret beneath the waves.
The ocean is quite deep, a slumbering sleep,
Resting our secrets and letting our wonders seep.
Beasts of bizarre look, with glistening eyes,
Slide through, in nooks and watery lies.
Towers of corals built strong and tall,
Dwindling in oceans of jeweled walls.
Haunted remains of ships, while ghostly stories remain concealing,
That avalanches of civilizations pried over, but no relics were freeing.
The ocean whispers such despondent sorrow song,
And it bears more, in memory as it’s a billion years strong.
Ones who are bold, unlike the rest,
Are in wait of a treasure that pulses through its chest.
Finding those who belong to this place,
Only good fights in the honor of grace.
Debate for Peace 