Anxiety

By the wretched waters of green sea foam,
hidden behind the face of un-pure innocence,
We have been departed.
Haths thyne soul been at a gentle ease?
Do not let thy be a mere hollow shell...body and mind
But keep your dear memories close,
To burn as an eternal flame among your restless darkness.
For great Justice haths not yet rung her bell'
For Liberty's light haths not yet glimmered through our thickened fogs.
Nor will it soon.
For it is not until the solemn moon shall adorn the stars
And frown upon, and it's many roaming beings of imperfections.
The grounds below our feet shall subside and claim itself as the very heavens
By the sea we have been departed.
Fierce tears and prayers 
By thyne Liberty and Justice
Thy shall meet another's soul once more
By the sea we have been reunited.