Waterless

The land was desolate and parched Only sinuos marks of rivers which ran No water found by men who searched Rivers were squandered away by man Sky ran obscured asunder and ablaze Sly man would plunder and raze Taps were left running all day Too late to be leery of the loss at hand A loss which man thought was at bay Sadly Gone were the days of a beautiful land Gone were the daisys swaying in lukewarm zephyrs Gone were the meadows of glistening green grass Gone were the branching boughs of titanic trees Gone were the beauties of nature Gone due to man Gone due to his pride Gone due to his ignorance Gone due to his thirst