Friend or Foe?

Friend or Foe?

It drips from faucets clear – drop by drop. Steady sounds of unbearable torture

Drooping plants and flowers call to it – Give me strength

A desert’s claim of power knows not of its being. 

Yet an oasis of hope nurtures its very essence.

It tempers fire’s embers

Scientists refuse to call it by name, you are only two letters and a number

Earth is its home. It exists more than anything else, and it continues to grow

It’s pulled from the sky, so there is no escape.

Its growth is not its own. It has a dark side.

It takes from others. 

It borrows from the frozen places where man’s foolishness has let ice flow

It taints the world that prisons it by utilizing more of man’s mistakes. 

Acidic torrents make things wilt and die. 

It relishes in the power it holds and the destruction that uses its force to kill

But why? 

 

You are needed. You bring life. You quench a need that means survival. 

You are our savior.

You are water.



About hdh

I have been telling stories for over 40 years and writing forever. I am a retired teacher and storyteller. I hope to expand upon my repertoire and use this blog as a place to do writing. The main purpose is to give me and others that choose to comment, a space in which to play with issues that deal with storytelling, storytelling ideas, storytelling in education, reactions to events, and just plain fun stories. I explore some of my own writing throughout, from character analysis, to fictional, to poetry, and personal stories. I go wherever my muse sends me. Enjoy!
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