Keep the faith, Child
All in all keep the faith
You'll see the struggle in your own bare bones
thirsting in the desert of your chest
dry sandy blood
gritting and teething its way through your veins
Child, keep the faith
When you can feel the hot water wanting to cleanse you---
WAIT.
Its not good water, Son.
Its not.
Its empty and keeps you coming back for more
Son, look closer at the water being offered
I dont care how cracked your lips
How dusty your tongue
or the salt stick of your skin
I dont care,
Look closer at the water child.
It will not save you.
That water, she is dangerous
She is offering to quench you
but not take the desert out of you
She is a fucking wavy mirage image, Son.
watch the heat rise off her bare shoulders
and full lips
Boy, those lips are wet, but not full of grace
Child, keep the faith in the desert inside you
It burns and scorches,
chars the walls of your heart
but Child, only you can turn that into something better
Not the water. Not her.
Careful Child.
Keep the faith
The sand between your toes will stay
and the grind of dirt in your teeth may be forever
But its better than thirst her water will inflict.
Keep the Faith, Boy.
Your desert is long and scarring.
Keep the faith as you walk
I dont care how burnt your feet
how red your face.
How dry the throat.
Keep the Faith.
Ill be there for you.
At a distance.
But dont drink the water, Boy.
Dont drink the water.
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