The Black Tide - Act 2

As i reach our town There has been news of the spread Homesteaders and livestock In suffocate dead Nothing has been spared The outskirts it has reached Townsfolk now in convoy Their livelihood's breached We hear on the radio This black tide is all around But it only comes from the rivers From moist and wetted grounds We reach the Rangers camp Where scientists are meeting To determine this phenomenon This ebony black string Many weeks pass As this menace gathers speed And its strong smell of oil Lingers on this weed A press conference has been called The lab reports are back Something deep below Has made organic compounds attack Has this been a freak of nature What else do we not know What else do we take for granted That around us steadily grows Many months have passed The black tide slowly creeps This phenomenon from below Its as if our planet weeps We have learnt to live in tandem As we control it best we can Maybe its always been here Ever since time began http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy-9.php