Aquacide

Little streams, crawling and spluttering like a baby, pure and sweet.

Narrow rivers, rushing and roaring and pouncing
Fighting through narrow cracks and hurling themselves over cliffs, raging youth.

Fat, serviceable old channels
Polluted and commercialized
Dragging out the last duties of transport
Conquered at last.

All meet together
At the Judgment Day of Niagara Falls
Slamming and fusing together
Faster and faster
Shoving and urging each other on
They become a blind, indistinguishable mass
Crashing like a rabid sheep
Tramping the earth that supports it
Rushing towards a certain suicide
The edge
The killer
The self-signed eviction notice
As a lost, soiled society
Leaps over the brink -

Genocide
Into a dark eternity.