fate / mend

there was something in the water
and everybody drank from it
as day by day was getting hotter
we still had enough to eat

 

poison we drank poison we ate
poisoned our minds and our souls
water colored like our fate
we drank from it in droves

 

summer had come summer had stayed
for weeks on end our souls dry
in silence due prayers were made
under the sun our bodies fry

 

our fate was and will be black
what’s left we can no longer mend
what would you do if you’d go back
I’d cry for help I’d cry on end

 

November 2022