The challenge that was given to me was to take an already existing piece and turn it into a ballad. I could change any detail of the story to dramatize. I chose to use “I am a River”… A piece that I wrote last summer. The title is at the end of the ballad because it changes the meaning of the story! Read! Review! Tell me what you think. If it helps “I am a River” is posted here if you want to read the original story.

How could they say that?

Join me

Face cold without a hat

Come to the river

Tears falling all around

Join me

Feet pounding to the ground

Come to the river

Legs collapsing all aquiver

Join me

Resting lightly like a feather

Come to the river

Slipping down, sliding

Join me

Pulling hard, tugging

Come to the river

Screaming into the black

Join me

Water has what she does lack

Come to the river

Pictures flash before her eyes

Join me

Of living life full of lies

Come to the river

Fish pass before eyes un-gleaming

Join me

Swimming in a world un-breathing

Come to the river

Sinking up to the air

Join me

To cold wind laying bare

Come to the river.

River Cult

By SI