A River Calls
To the Fishermen
Who hunt in resistant streams
With the incessant chance to then
Placate needs in Earth\'s lifeblood seams
A River Calls
To the Sailors
Who churn, row and infinitely fight
The winds who will forever be their jailers
Hardships being masked with forceful delight
A River Calls
To the Child
Who pierces the banks with ignorant awe and a smile
Letting playful demeanor fail to beguile
Monsters whose vastness rivals the Nile
A River Calls
To a simple Passerby
Placating hardships due to a monsters persistence
Entering a flowing tomb below the sky
To unbound from their ordered existence