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poison water

white cloud blue sky sudden darkness

odor from a distant unknown source

bitter tasting, no permission

chemicals drifted in a virgin course


like a losing hand played to a devil's trick

for no reason half the town is sick

a stranger talking in a legal voice

bottled water is the only choice


dark days dry from a ruined well

twenty square miles of obnoxious smell

poison water makes a person think

tainted life line not a drop to drink. 


-- douglas brent smith


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