A Sound of Thunder - The Fury of the Anacostia

Twisting vines
From the depths of the river
Reaching through sewage
Thick with age
Amber eyes scanning skies to deliver
The vengeance of earth
And its boundless rage

Two hundred years of waste and pollution
Cast to the waters to drown
Not even smallpox or typhoid
The great retribution
Could stop the filth from raining down

Did man think
He could smother the spirit
The river breathes
With the soul of the earth
Revenge made flesh
From the depths of corruption
The fury of the Anacostia

Putrification
Fetid waters bubbling
Acidic footsteps dissolving the road

Feasting on refuse
Who blindly serve the masters
Carrion trail left by all who oppose

Did man think
He could smother the spirit
The river lives and breathes
With the soul of the earth
Revenge made flesh
From the depths of corruption
The fury of the Anacostia

Did man think
He could smother the spirit
The river lives and breathes
With the soul of the earth
Revenge made flesh
From the depths of corruption
The fury of the Anacostia

Into the maw
The creature devours
The living disease
That gnaws on his pain
Swallow the bones
The meat and the power
Until his water runs clear again
Until his water runs clear again