After the rapids

Cold and in pain

weary of travel

Past the rapids now

into  broad and placid waters

still deep currents run beneath

You are adrift

carried at mercy

to where jagged rocks await

Can see the impact coming

Dreadful consequence

and fallout

Can not save you

though we see the bottom

Can only call out

but you won’t hear

Can not save you

it’s not my ship to steer