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Published by Jeremy Hu
The story of a boy who saw and fell in love with the lonely mother that resides within the waves of the terrible sea.
The story of a boy who saw and fell in love with the lonely mother that resides within the waves of the terrible sea.

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Published by: Jeremy Hu on Feb 13, 2013
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UmiWritten By: Jeremy HuHer dark blankets of saltSweep up the shore to carry awayLittle children at faultOf going too far out to play.She haunts the barren coasts,As a story to scare children off.But I know a story of this ghostThat nobody ever speaks of.Her grace was fearsome that day,Engulfed in agony and tormentShe rips herself apart in a fray;Waves bashing waves in atonement.Ears captured this wild furyOver an error in an ancient while,But failed to listen the foreign miseryOf a mother losing a child.An exodus of striding feetMuralled the sand with prints of panic.Open arms wait on the shore to meet;To take them away from this dark magick.All scorn her vessel's sirens:One that warns all and mercies noneOf a one-way trip to a world of orphans.All scorn, all except for one.One little boy stood in an eternal gaspLeft behind amongst her battling tides.Held still by a silent graspBy an unfamiliar kinship, I must confide.One little heart yearning to leap outOut of a shivering prison of bonesTo finally find a voice to speak aloudTo one who was just as alone.And he inquired, soft and lowOf three questions so silly yet true."Hey Miss Umi, why do you cry so?"And the maiden roared her dispelling rue."Hey Miss Umi, why do you swell so?"And the maiden reared her scarved guard."Hey Miss Umi, why do you hurt so?"And the maiden revealed her sacred heart.With that, her watery bricks crumbledAnd never was the boy seen again.Another victim; a routine tumbleA fate to resign and left unamend.And would have remained a myth;A half-truth passed across hands,Of an unrelenting avenger's giftOf her vendetta towards the landsThat was how I was told of its endBy my father and his father before him,Until one day, walking along the sand

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