The River
Sometimes The River is long
at places mighty deep
The currents not always steady,
into the ground, water will seep
Along the way the water rushes,
there's a need to hold it back
A dams not always foolproof,
sometimes it'll form a crack
The water will rise quickly,
over the banks it will flood
Tearing, ripping, and destroying,
causing destruction, spilling blood
To each person The River differs
With time, changes are made
The enemy can cause erosion
and the waters began to fade
Muddy with deceptive influence
or perfect clarity, to vision
How The River flows is ultimately,
each persons own decision
The River can be very short,
where it comes to an abrupt end
or it can form a tributary,
where a new life will begin
So, when you follow this river,
The River that we call "Life"
May your journey flow freely,
devoid of pain and strife
Don't let the water become polluted,
with corruption and decay
Live your life to the,
fullest every single day
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