Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2018 | Page 31

To swim down the deeps,
Of the waters below,
I didn’t know where,
How deep shall I go.
“There’s something down there”,
The leader told me,
He wouldn’t tell what,
The something would be.
I swam down and down,
Down to the deeps,
Then an army attacked,
They attacked me in heaps!
I still carried on,
The things still there,
And then I saw it,
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