Muddy Clay Fish

I Am Fish,
I Get Dry Without Water,
I Cannot Go A Day Without Water
Never Mind A Drop Of Water,
Never Mind A Week Without Water,
I’ll Feel From My Throat
To The Deepness Of My Vains
To My Heart Crying To Delute The Same Water With Blood,
For The Entire Body To Remain Active Throughout,
The Dry Land It Is
Like The Ground Broken From Deep Down
Fish With None Tolerance Of Muddy Clay
Sand Turning Into Dust
Soil Turning Into Clay
Clay Turning Into Stone
Awaiting The Arrival Of Blessings From Heaven,
With All Turns And Tumblings
Fish Cannot Live…
Died It Became With The First Conversion From Wetland To Desert!

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