The river whispers into my ears
In several deep voices
Sorrows of a lifetime,
Happiness of a wink’s time.
Greedy spades are still at work
They dig her chest deep and deep.
The river unveils before my eyes
In several mystic ways
Treasures of a whole life,
Loot of a single night.
Dirty eyes are still on her
They strip her body stark naked.
The river brings to my notice
In several unseen ways
Food for a lifetime
Waste of a lusty lunch
Hungry jaws are still at work
They chew her flesh more and more
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