What If?

How would things be


There was no rain?

Parched and cracky and dusty

Pleading for mercy

And all their tears, wasted and dry

Would fill not a babe’s mouth

Not all their shrieks and suffering

All ribs splitting and cracking

And lips cracked and dreams

Cracked and shattered

Would burst open the clouds

Or bless them with mercy, with rain

And all the water flowing and wasting

Smelly and dirtied

Coloured and sullied

With leaves and flowers and corpses

With ash and bleeding starkness

All the waves raging and breaking

Will not grant a gentle wave

Of liquid water.

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