Swill
SWILL
The sadness epoch has never exist.
Life is just full of inadequacies.
I know that many may disagree.
Insofar as humanity is perilous and iniquity, we must never lose ourselves within these means.
I want to cry but I do not have the strength.
My eyes are dry and my mind lives.
A man can peak a mountain with ease.
He can venture into the unknown without asking for help to proceed.
Therein, he may find knowledge of long ago.
If not, he will become thirsty with the need to know.
He may want to cry but his tear ducts have closed.
He is out of water and his life is exposed.
The rain poured and the well was dry.
The drought has been on since summertime.
Today the country rejoice.
Once they were out of water, but now each life has been replenished.
We are the people that must feel.
We were created by a real God; therefore, we are given the will to live.
Wash
Drench
Drink!
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Penned February 15, 2015!
Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2015
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