The Red River

The day was very bright
The sunniest it had ever been
Yet the river was very frightening
People wondered what was within

Instead of a clean blue
There was a murky red
It looked as if God had been shot
And into the river he bled.

Weeks and weeks passed by
But red the river remained
Some people searched for answers
But we never saw them again

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