Wind of the Prairie
Warm air dances in the prairie
In a hot sunny day
Arid smell comes across the barbed wire
To harm my mind
Relaxing under the evergreen
Viewing the heat of the summer scene.
A rice farmer with sunbaked skin,
His old sandals secure the feet
From the drought land.
He looks up to the bright sky
And down the waterless canals
The shallow of the Mekong River
Mother Nature or the face of Destiny
Deal with the fruitless harvest
Have to beg to feed the family
Like in a few recent years.
Warm air dances in the prairie
Blurs the farmer’s shape
Then he disappears in the air
I grasp and uproot the dry grass
The nostalgic dream has just passed.
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