Am I The Lost City Of Atlantis?©

Copyright 2015

By Felina Silver Robinson

As I lay here at the bottom of the ocean

With centuries behind me

I ask myself

If I am the Lost City of Atlantis

Stories of war still ring against my ear

Screams bellowing and bouncing off the stone walls

And I visually recall all the despair

Of all those who nurtured this place

I swear the spirit of Poseidon, his lovely Cleito

And all their Atlanteans have

Locked me here in this soulless place

Condemned to feel the pain

Of all that was lost here

The living now come to peak

At me and all that there once was

While I remain here forever

With shame as my only companion