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
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