Caveat

The brook is dry. The last time it let hear Its waterfall was seven years ago. When young, a thin stream of water was here, Not very big, but nowadays no flow. Without the vestige of a construction Of a bathing place during the war, Difficult to make such a deduction. Thus drought cannot be ignored anymore. Farming does not listen to our hunger But the strong voices of cupidity. Soils, wind, and temperatures no longer Set cultures but profitability. Not a lot of things have to be explained, But Mother Nature will never be tamed.