Friday, March 5, 2010

Phat Cat Says...

The world is made of water 
She is extreme
At times her touch is gentle
But she can be violent and stern

She is both calming and unforgiving
She roars and crashes in her shores 
As if clutching her hand
Reaching, clawing, and screaming
I want you back
I want what left me so long ago
But she easily lets go

She knows land will be hers again
She sustains it
She molds it
She nourishes it
 She cultivates it 
She never let's us forget
The world is made of water
Be careful how you use her 

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