The Rain Came

The Rain Came 
By Paul McCann .

I cannot swim and I fear the waters rising up on me .
The overflow has turned the city into a rolling sea .
Western Sydney’s  washed away and people have no where to go .
Southern Highlands is waters deep in a steady undertow .
I cannot swim I fear the water, but no one hears my screams ?
I'm walking in puddles everywhere  water logged in my dreams .
I will have to stay at home a while there's no place else to go .
Are the snakes in the lakes wriggling ,
I really do not know .

I cannot swim, I fear the water may rise above my head

and very soon I may be sleeping beneath a riverbed .
If only I had a boat the water wouldn't bother me,
because then I could float on the water creeping up on me .
I cannot swim but fear no more , because now I’m safe and dry .
I can see a break in the clouds 
and the sun peeping through 
the dark clouds in the sky .

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