Water Poem by Kevin Mireles

While waiting for his son on a visit,
she speaks nonsense:  
       'You're a loser, a worthless piece of shit!
Not worth a damn. Look at you,
sitting on your ass! '

From her deflated desolate oasis,
she belts:
     'Why would anyone
even want you around? '

Baby Mama smirks at the words so cunningly transcending,
as she wails:
'What good are you anyways,
if not doing what I want! '

He cooly responds:
     -I am water! I move and flow
    with every hate you spill,
every curse you spell.
     I contour the shoreline
of all your emotion.
      
I am encompassing energy
like water, Gods water.
     which he blessed upon this earth 
     so others may drink 
 and care of one another.

      I am a reflection
of it's sheer righteousness.
      Blessed by he 
who is more righteous.
     
My Lord Father protects
his well of splendid water.
       Giving substance to all those 
who deserve a quench.

And all those who do not,
shall drown in the water
of their own vindictiveness.

So, I offer you a cup,
       a seat, a talk.
Replenishing like water,
so also, can we be.-

—Note from Poet: poem that explores themes of resilience, forgiveness, and the power of perspective.