Waist Deep

Wadding through the waterways collecting all the victims one by one as the day turns to night I see my task has only begun for all tales that were spun I see now are all true the animal I see is what's left of man in this country of plenty they went without in this of land of milk and honey they went without food or assistance of money the storm stripped away their pride took away their homes but it was man who took away the families and spread them across this land we made them strangers in a strange land and for that we must repay give them their due and dedict to them their own special day