Can you wash your hands clean of this?
Can you wash your hands clean of this?
The ripples are plain to see
In such a calm lake
But they make their way
Downstream, over the waterfall
And come crashing down
On whatever lies in the way
Can you wash your hands clean of this?
The rain is impossible to dodge
In mass amounts it brings you down
The sorrow spreads
The pain multiplies
It brings everyone down
And who's fault is that?
Can you wash your hands clean of this?
Can you wash your hands clean of this?
You control the faucet
But only the faucet
The pipe is broken
And the water is bursting out
What do you control now?
Can you wash your hands clean of this?
Can you wash your hands clean of this?
The ripples are plain to see
In a calm lake
But what a storm you've caused
The waves of the ocean, clashing
Water, water everywhere
The winds vicious
And the clouds ominous
Can you stop such a storm?
Can you wash your hands clean of this?
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2 comments:
I really enjoy you're poetry.
I am added your blogs to my list of blogs that I want to look at daily.
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We do have trouble controlling what is inside of us when it gets to the point of a storm...the faucet gets harder to manage.
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