The water rises like a flood
Onto the streets, still red with blood
Come wash away the crimson stain
Remove the reminder of mortal pain
I can’t stay dry
Five stories high
Though there’s a fire
Warm sparking wire
Nice day for a swim
Not much else to do
Just lie on my back
And enjoy the view
Rising past the tallest tower
The Sun is bright this final hour
A Life in Poems 
❤️
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