Water, bringer of death

© MMXVII A.N.E.

We drink clear, fresh, soothing water.

Permeate us. Sustain us.

Splash. Drink. Die.

Oh, sun – our holy mother…

Warm us. Caress us.

Burn. Scream. Die.

Why, earth – our holy father…

Give us shelter. Feed us.

Eat. Devour. Die.

Moon. Oh, moon.

We humans came from the moon, once,

I heard.

We kept you as a reminder, skeleton-planet,

I heard.

But we have forgotten ourselves.

We drink,

We eat,

We warm us.

We die.