Washed away.
Unleash your powers... to complete your gain,
drench us all...in the healing, of your monsoon like rain.
Consciences cleared with every single rain drop,
flooding of your wild passions... never ceasing to stop.
Barriers and our levy`s begin to break,
Our lust filled lands all turned into your love of all life, filled lake.
Streams silently seducing... there very lows,
all underground to what...only Mother Nature knows.
Rivers rage with there currents and strength,
Man made land... scared along its entire length.
To the sea, in a wash of our waste,
water to water, to rid the land of Mans bad taste.
poem by James Urwin
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