The Lake Poem by Cindy J.M.S

Have we not been there before
At the foot of the lake not being able to swim
Out of fear that we may reach the shore
Turning around without getting wet
We gave up before trying
To find another way, one more suitable to us
Walking into a desert, a barren land
To be without life for we must suffer
As our birth right no longer belongs to us
We have let it been taken away
Covered by a veil of illusion
Walking deeper in the sand
Underground scorpions stab our feet
We slowly lose our blood and dry out
The oasis tempts us not for we have forgotten to expect
Marching on forcing our head above the sand
Going round in circles till allowed backwards
We have swallowed the grains
Ending at the foot of the lake
We touch the surface and as water fills us
We float towards the shore
Have we not been there before