Sometimes
You simply have to
Turn the tap
And discard
The contaminated accumulation
Having inhaled the
Faint chemical scent
And noting that
The rainbows dancing
Over the shimmering surface
Offer warning
Not hope
The dark depths tainted
By unseen, unknown bane.
But do not despair
At the waste.
That which is washed away
Is swiftly absorbed
In the encircling seas
While that which is empty
(In this land at least)
Swiftly gets refilled
From above.
And with the new day
The flow stemmed
We can begin again.
Selah
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