When the dam split open
We are trapped in a small town
No resources or means
A family struggling to get by
Holding on at the seams
You want us to stay here
We are trying to leave
You think we will miss it
But there is no need
I will not falter
I will not fall
I would struggle elsewhere
Than to stay here at all
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
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