Drubbed in swamp

In the marsh overwhelmed with flood.
He thought it's sure-footed and he crossed.
Before he drowns his thoughts dragged
to the bygone days how he swam with his free style
in the country's longest river.
It's almost over and he is old now.
He struggled in the bottom where it's full of mud.
The best swimmer drowned and no more sound.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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