Water On a Mission

The water stood up and took notice. No longer satisfied to come down in gentle drops and drizzles, It was traveling up. Up the rain gutters Up the streets Up the basements It made phone calls and asked more of its wet friends to come by. It reversed Drove downtown Confronted every crack and crevice and hole and stone It riled up the rivers and streams, lakes and sewers. Wash away you ugly town. You need to be clean I'll leave nothing untouched until you sparkle like diamonds in the morning light.