Xibulba | Teen Ink


April 22, 2009
By fisherj BRONZE, Hickory, North Carolina
fisherj BRONZE, Hickory, North Carolina
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Every evening
The sun sighs deeply
And descends
Into the dark depths
Where the lords of the dead

And each morning
It emerges
To seek again the summit
Of sky
And find the strength
To once again
Face death
Head on
And win

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EdytD SILVER said...
on May. 5 2009 at 7:26 pm
EdytD SILVER, Livingston, New Jersey
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This is really neat. It comes from Mayan mythology, right?

I like your page breaks - it makes it flow and adds power to each word. Good job!

I'd love if you took a look at my poems. thanks! :D