Auga

Clear perfection
Wonder of the Universe
Flowing freely from my tap.

Many fight for you
Many die for you
Many die without you.

You propel us
illuminate us
drown us
cleanse us of filth

You flow from the mountains
to the streams, joyful
to the rivers, swift
to the lakes, serene
to me

Smug Teen

Arms crossed
to keep me out

Hell bent
to deny the obvious

Absolutely positive
but oh so wrong

Totally oblivious
of anyone but self

Ready for adulthood
acting like a child

Smugly self-satisfied
while still insecure

sixteen.