Breath of life, softly blow

The blessing of rain, shards of glass

Discretionary, feed or flood

Rivers of blood, diffused

Washed away, another day

Tears of joy, tears of pain

Buckets filled with pride

Defined, perfectly lined

Crowns and trophies

Slaves, Servants

Slithering about like serpents

Hungry, killing for blood

Noahs Ark, a tormenting flood

Apex of a hill, high at the horizon

The sun will rise at dawn

Spawning of the new, rid of the old

Rain, let it rain

Famine or flood?

God only knows