I once was happy so many years ago
From dawn till dusk I had a smile in tow
Those years of enmity seemed but distant memories
A remnant of the past, water behind the levees
Now it seems cracks have begun to form
Too many waves from too many storms
I hold on to my foothold high above the sea
The groan of the levees call: its fortuitous plea
I gaze above; my freedom in my climb
While the waves below echo darkened rhymes
My past is haunting me, wanting its return
A remnant to made whole, where resentment can burn
All will come crashing down if the levee finally breaks
Will I reach the top or will the torrents overtake
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