by Patricia Rainford

Created on: February 04, 2009

The Water People

It's everyone's right, everyone who sees

The vastness of the oceans

The continuous widening of the sea

It occurred to them that when the land fell

They should find someway to survive

The new Earth they called hell

And live as they might

With each trembling breath

They cough the whole night

With a disease they call death

But the sun dawns

As it does every day

And they ride along rough wind

Going along their way

And this cycle they know they're keeping

Because it a dim future where the cruel waters

Are never, ever sleeping

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