I saw you throwing rocks
into the river, until the water
was held back to flood stage.
My world, destroyed. My dreams;
covered in silt, smothered,
drowned. A bridge was never
your intention, yet you walked
over the destruction of your hands.
Just to laugh at me. When the rocks
gave way, and swept you downstream,
I prayed for your safety. When I saw the
vultures in the distance- I smiled.
~S. Burum
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