As the source gives rise to the stream
And the quiet river becomes a torrent
With roars sounding like an ending dream
With roars… dismally abhorrent

As the meanders erode the naked earth
You dug deep furrows on my tired face
Carried away the last grains of self-worth
Led my scorched soul to a solitary place

Your waters quench thirst but poison me
Those who drink to excess could wither
Numb, weary, carried westward to the sea,
And their wretched souls silently shiver

Bad feelings are heavy like a tombstone
They do not float on the water like a pumice
They sink and drag you down and your groan
Sounds like a heavy-hearted song in the abyss

Taking its source where my ringed eyes weep
Along the river leading us all down to the sea
Past the dark cave where putrid waters seep
A new water cycle is evaporating the old me

I have chosen to follow a path of joy
I'd be drowned in this river of despair
Being mindful it could my hopes destroy
On these banks I want to live and share

I go on down the river on my earthly path
Let bad feelings and memories upstream
And my relieved soul at least a solace hath
Strong currents but hopeful life downstream

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