The Water Spout

Perhaps a difficult piece to compose: for I wrote the poem after going through many trials and tribulations, in my life.

 

Not up upon a water spout

 

now in the season without no drought

 

not a block from a far

 

not a single sighting of a star 

Now in Exodus again

please help me or join me friend

time and again and time again

soon back in motion

to live again

 

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