Overflowing help in the wasteland

Over and over I confronted the wasteland
and over and over I screamed to you for help –
not once did you fail or even delay,
deluge of rescue, salvation, and support
poured into my lap
poured until I could no longer hold
poured until flowing over:
promise kept

© Meisaan Chan

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