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Comes a Wind
Thirsting, thirsting. . . shriveled earth suffocates in summer’s dearth, yearns for rain clouds’ forthwith bursting: Shriveled earth. . . thirsting, thirsting. Browning, browning in their beds, flowers parched hang low their heads. Daffodils once bright are frowning in their beds, browning, browning. Dying, dying – every field, withering, to fate must yield. All the world is sadly crying, every field – dying, dying. . Whirling, whirling, comes a wind arid and undisciplined. Stagnant heat, pent-up – unfurling, comes a wind, whirling, whirling. Whipping, whipping through each plain (while ignored are prayers for rain), final blows come swiftly ripping through each plain, whipping, whipping. Burning, burning. . . August’s lust leaves us nothing but the dust. To dust we soon may be returning: August’s lust – burning. . . . burning. An oldie poem of mine that fits my feelings on how the earth is responding to mankind's disobedience. I hope the world awakens to the evil around us in time to negate this fate. For Unseeking Seeker's 'Soul Betrayal ' Contest
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