It's In the Water
The swamp where nobody cares
A Poem on Culture’s Demise
It’s in the water,
And nobody cares,
No one wants to bother,
Pretend that it’s not there.
It’s easier to hide,
Heave a subtle sigh,
Quickly walk away,
Take no time to try
On this busy day.
Who can recover,
Even come to face,
Who sees the others,
Stay here in our place.
Know where we belong,
There is nothing wrong,
Those who interfere,
Ask the question why,
Lose the struggle here,
Are the first to die.
It’s in the water,
Nothing can be done,
There are no answers,
The battle can’t be won.
It’s all just a mess,
Who would now confess
We gave in to fear,
Let it rule the day,
Laid our armor here,
Nothing more to say.
It’s in the water,
Don’t drink it anymore,
If we might recover,
We must engage the war.
If there is any hope,
Any way we know,
To cut a forward path
Through the detritus,
It’s most certain that
It must depend on us.
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