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[aid] => Mick
[title] => The river
[time] => 2003-02-28 04:30:00
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[bodytext] => The dam is old
Its gray big walls trembling, cracking Violent waters of the river they revolt against constraint The walls they cannot hold, and the flood will come, it will come cold Minutes are few, and people have no clew That the dam is weak, too weak for the strength of decades of oppression To weak for the force that build itself through the endurance of bondage and impotence The force that will strike soon with no concession Control is lost and the ground begins to shake People run, and people cry, all the people they despair And as all their protection begins to break They look at one another and think “how is this fair” Blocks of cement explode, all will soon be engulfed The giant blue hand of inevitability spreads furiously Every man, and ever street, and every factory is mauled Nothing is untouched now and the waters calm curiously All is gone, the town and the dam Betrayed by their faith in rock, their faith in steel People lay in the bottom of the river But the birds they chirp and they sing Everything is blue again [comments] => 1 [counter] => 211 [topic] => 43 [informant] => johndough111 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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