Water Does Not Exist Here

Water does not exist here...

Just lakes, streams, rivers, and oceans.

Water was used as a tool to fuel feelings of inferiority.

Porcelain and tin tend to fair a little differently.

Thirsty, “humanity” left us with dry lips,

Or our dignity stripped.

That decision divided us and made me believe that

Water does not exist

Here, it was used like riot gear

To wash us spiders out of a spout we dare dance in.

Forceful geysers gushed gallons as if they gallantly put us, fires out.

Even glasses half full, steamed in cook’s quarters and kitchen closets.

H2o could not be not delivered to us on countertops of marble and granite.

Take our presence for granted; treat us as threat.

Segregate the second coming of the sea’s survivors.

Under Jim Crow,

Water does not exist.

Here, there’s a drought in nearly every mouth

Food don’t grow the same when your water is Flint water.

No cataclysmic cavity holding chemicals that cannot withstand our dense nature.

We battle buoyancy on boulevards, let alone pool’s water.

Can we pretend water ended the suffering?

Can you swim?