Five Nails

What good will you do
when the rivers overrun?

           one each for the left and right hand;
    
With the water at your neck
cascading into your lungs?
With what towers before you
I suggest you stop breathing.

Or what of the descent of
darkness upon a setting sun?

           one each for the left and right foot;
          
With it, comes the
frost of daybreak
accompanying a gritty wind
carrying its menacing touch to your skin?

Wade through the water, learn to swim
Running blind in the darkness, learn to crawl

           and one for the label over his head;

Stand before us all
preach once more
was it not you
that told us

We reap what we sow?