Water: A Poem

Do you see the water,

Cupping in my hands?

And do you see my tears,

Trickling steadily?

That the water roared and rumbled

And made a great gurgling sound

And the pipe trembled and burst

Spilling water all around

And gently it cascaded

And steadily it cascaded

And gravely it cascaded

Nonchalantly it cascaded

To the nonchalance

Of hundreds of men

Blind with tears

And sticky with sweat

Who never got a drop

Of cascading water

 

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