The still water
On the mining ponds
There is no sign of
danger
There is the calm
The dark algae
water
In the hot sunny
day
The sparkles of
reflection
The enticement of a
dare
The teenagers will
take the bait
In the hot or windy
day
They will jump in
for a swim
Until something bad
strikes
In the still water
Nobody can see its
danger
What lies in the
ponds?
Sometimes the water
ghosts claim
The exchange for a
next life
Living its watery
existence for something new
There is always a
calling to the weak
Don’t go alone you
will fall deep
The still water
The calm of the
mining ponds
Don’t get fool by
it
The bad waiting to
exchange
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