The Flood

[Siddicus]

As I see the water rising
I run to higher ground.
I don’t know if I’ll make it
The cattle certainly wont

As I reach the top of the hill
I turn to see the damage
Bodies floating past me
In that swift deadly current.

Up above I stood
Looking over a sea
That ten minutes ago
Ceased to exist

The damage will be costly
But my life would be more
I hear the chopper coming
But will it get to me

I see a rusty car
With fish swimming inside
The water keeps a risin
Over the slippery muddy ground.

As I stumble on a rock
I look up to see a sight
The choppers dropping a rope
Looks like I may be saved.

As I reach that safety point
I turn and have a gaze
At that once beautiful landscape
Now a rotten mess.