Is it really that easy
for us to disregard
the glory and the beauty
that are the ancient
curving waters come
to carving and to leaving
thunderous sounds
of joyous emancipation
and subtle power in her wake?
Is it simply beyond our
caring to lift a voice and
sing of all the wonder
and the grandeur of
these sweet sisters of
the Del-a-ware that tumble
and fill her; tail-waters
unending toward the sea.
We get but one chance
and the lifetimes are many
that pay for our dank
indiscretions and
heinous degradations.
Keep their banks clean,
And keep their aquifers
as pure. Give your life
to see the slaking
awe and amazement of
that comes from
peoples yet to be.
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