Summer

I haven't seen the ashes all summer Witnessed the flowers collapse into dust, The violator rose's lavender petals Dancing the breeze Through my bedroom window I haven't felt the autumn rain Nor caught a leaf or planted grain, The garden shed's closed for the winter, And the music band understand Six months shall wait till there next date Spring shall break and summer fall The crops shall fail reduced for sale A tired sun upon the land tries to lend a helping hand Raped for prosperity to profit the Deity The tears of our land can’t be felt by man's hand I haven't seen the ashes all summer!!