Mummy Benny Righteous River

The path of the righteous man

Is beset on either side

Of the torrential river rapids

But i have all the horses on my side

And there are no more fish left to eat

Since the water turned into blood

To be fed upon by a swarm of locusts

In the delta that God forsake

Until the only thing apart from sand left

Was an apparition or a mirage

Of an oasis in a desert
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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