The St. John’s Flood

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The waters rose, threatening havoc,
fear, destruction, calamity.

All grew quiet. The water crested.
A gasp for breath. No escape.

"Victim Drowned", would read the headline.
"Old man gone, swept away."

Not a trace of his existence
could be found when they searched that day.

Baptismal river, raging torrent,
scoured the stains that marked a life.

Baptismal river, death for certain.
Pulled him under until he died.

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