Fear The Water Poem by Krantol Northic

Pure and clean
Cool and calm
Grant of life
Rule the realm

Wash away
Pain and blood
Heal the sick
Scour the mud

Kill the poor
Drown the weak
Death due sure
Death doth seek

Life and death
Blend together
Rule and reign
Through stormy weather

Giver of life
Vengeful power
Mixed inside
Sweet and sour

The rising tide
She comes immortal
Run and hide
Or beg and grovel

(Note: This poem isn't actually by me. Its by a friend, Alistor Isolé. I'm just posting it for him)