River Nile

River Nile
You once became,
A plague.

Turned to blood
No-one could drink,
From you.

No-one dared
to bathe or wash,
in you.

The fish died,
Your water stank,
Of death.

Yet Pharoah,
A ruthless king,
Remained.

River Nile,
Your putrid blood,
It failed.

Yet you were,
Still a part of,
God’s plan.