Flood
My twenty-seventh dark poem in the series inspired by Dharrsheena.

This is my twenty-seventh dark poem in the series inspired by Dharrsheena,
This one is inspired by the monsoon weather we are experiencing in Newcastle, although I am lucky to be on a high point so unlikely to be flooded, and I can swim.
The music I have chosen is Katie Melua's "The Flood" taken from her 4th studio album "The House" . I love the orchestration on this and think it is a perfect accompaniment for my poem.
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Water, Water Everywhere
And We Donβt Have Time To Think
Itβs Three Feet High And Rising
Here Comes The Flood, A Nightmare
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The Sandbags Will Never Work
Waterβs Creeping Up Our Stairs
The Flood Is Here To Take Us
To Destroy All Before It
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The Flood Has Marked Us To Drown
In The Water Sinking Down
Our Lungs Filling, Weβve No Air
We Cannot Swim,No Hope Here
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We Sink Into This World Of Pain
The Floodβs A Grave For Our Remains
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