Coming to swallow
everything in it' s path ,
rushing into whatever
is capable of containing it ,
the villagers are at their wits end.

Their efforts to secure
their "precious valuables"
are short yet stern ,
but their committment is unwavering.
Absolute heroes.
Anyone ,
would marvel at such heroism
for such an obscure act until.....
those "precious valuables"
are exposed
and highlighted alongside ;
their "precious" allegiance
woven with an unbreakable
committment.
The villagers are much more
sinkers , than swimmers.

But,
there IS a God.
A God that DIDN' T send an ark
because He DIDN' T send a flood
that the villagers could drown in.
No ,
instead He Sent a flood
that the villagers can stand in.

But yet and still ,
the villagers are nothing
without that ark.