The Concrete Wall
By Brady A
The gums lie still, but trees still twirl.
The water glistening in the sun slowly flowing.
The motorboat ferociously breaks the peaceful flow.
The strong, ginormous dam holding back the river.
Releasing, causing destruction and devastation.
The mucky water turn clear and the boat glides along.
The branches are weak but still take the force of the wind.
The vibrant life spread along the river.
The new people have enjoyment, by ruining the shore.
But life still thrives until they come back.
Life will go, be destroyed.
Never to be seen again.