Life On the Edge of a Desert
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Life on the Edge of a Desert
David J Walker
First of all
It’s really a converted prairie
Once a jungle of buffalo grass
A thick jumble of forest for the
smallest of all God’s creatures
land captured and plowed asunder
becoming The harvest
of common principle
the subject of the annual
King Cotton fall festival
That is if God chooses to cleanse
the agrarian sins
And sends a Eucharist of rain to the
Forgiven farmers of bootlegged
Aquifer moisture
Last of all
It is a land of open sky
Endless sky
Left in the hands of the fearless
Subjects of the winds
Where every new generation
of true pioneers
will live and die
under the watchful eye
Of a living and loving God
Copyright © David Walker | Year Posted 2022
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