Tale Of A River
Once my fronts swelled with pride,
vibrant weeds n’ innocent
child,
unafraid of tide, danced
with abandon, by my side
Once my blue expanses glittered like gold
bathed in formidable Sun’s rays bold
Once when the soothing moon smiled,
I gleaming like diamond
exquisite and wild.
Hoards of plastic now choke my bed, repulsive stench swell
from feces laid
Bloated corpses of lively creatures once adding jest to my
features
float up stream, suffocating
my very being.
Stripped of dignity, I strive
Helpless now, at your mercy as you thrive
Yet, when I am dead, every bit of life sucked from my bed
Haunted by the ghosts of your deed you too will bleed.
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