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When the river gets pregnant
They say the tides are high.

You will see them, fishermen,
In the recesses of the forest
where the water's saffron robe reaches.

And when the antelopes appear
With their weak kind
To drink or to cross to the other side
Arises the bullies
As the crocodiles and Pythons lay siege,
Fate not destiny, fate not destiny!

Then the tides are low and the river dies again
And the fishermen and their nets return
to the middle of the dead river,
But the river had hidden her children in the holes
Borne deep in the forest mud…

Life is a river,
And in the rainy season,
The river shall conceive again!

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that since the fishermen are not the focus of the poem, that I would eliminate the word [them] in front of fishermen.
When you speak of "the bullies" put the subject first and then the action, [The bullies arrive].
No capitalization of pythons.
You might also change the tense in the line: "But the river [has] hidden her children in holes.
You give the story of the river in poetic, but simple terms, making it enjoyable. ~ Geezer.

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