Floods

It’d been raining for days,
Nonstop,
A deluge of epic proportions,
It was night when we heard
That the dam broke,
But in the darkness, there was no escaping it.
Suddenly waves and walls of muddy water
Covered the landscapes and fields,
Like monsters attacking in a dream.
The only thing I could do was run for the hills,
Hoping I could outrun the water’s rage,
But everywhere I ran it surrounded me
Death veiled in a liquid dark form.

Oh father of mine, I feel forsaken,
I’m being chased by nature’s fury
Without fault or prejudice,
Tell my mother that I tried…

I reached higher ground
But the soil would give way to the currents,
Following the fastest and easiest route,
And so I kept heading up into the hills,
With all the strength I could muster,
But the water was faster
Until at times it carried me,
Weakening me.

Oh mother of mine,
If you could hear me now,
Relay this message, this prayer to the lord,
Save my family and my sisters
So that they may survive this horrible ordeal.

I was able to reach the foothills,
Beaten and battered by the water’s edge,
Crawling up the rocks and up the hills
That overlooked the city.
And then I saw the lights all over town,
Shutting down as the waters took a path,
People running for their lives
In the dark and great distance,
Hopeless against nature’s wrath.

Oh sisters of mine will you wake up,
And take your children and head for the hills,
The waters are relentless and will not stop,
Not for man, woman or child,
Not for a prayer if you keep still.

I stood at the top of that mountain,
Watching the destruction take its toll,
And with tears at the thought of being left alone,
Then I knew my children were in the course.

Oh wife of mine, soulmate, lover,
Won’t you heed my call through this prayer,
Hear the sirens resonating in the distance,
Damn this horrible dream I can’t wake up,
The dam has broken and the river overflowed,
Run for the hills and save our children,
The floods are upon us all.