The Well

Drums rolled at the discovery
A new hope lurked in the atmosphere
The impossible looked possible
A chance to witness what Eden looked like.

Butterflies fluttered in our systems
Misery looked set to take a rest
Like every other well,
We expected ours to quench thirsts.

A curse!
The well turned out to be
Its water poisoned us
And removed the womb of our land

A blessing!
To the guardians of the well
Pot bellies and jelly skins testify
Perhaps,they have been poisoned too?