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DROUGHT
Drought ought begun on thee's land as skies shivers ut there's no rain.
In a tone,white puffs run through the horizon leaving no single twinkle on men but perhaps twice a sweat.
Bulls and cows now grow odd bone and burry deep in the Kalahari sand.
The wind whistles with the sand to the north,Dusty gigant figures forms as the sand drives to the north.
Peering from far south is a dry muddy pool
Once which was a life time water hole.
The sky becomes clearer than clear.
With a few cirrus clouds in the vault of the blue heavens,
a drop of hunger sucks a desperate breast.
Dogs howl all night as men dies.
Drying a pool of salvation as all women cries for rain.
-Kevin Nate
In a tone,white puffs run through the horizon leaving no single twinkle on men but perhaps twice a sweat.
Bulls and cows now grow odd bone and burry deep in the Kalahari sand.
The wind whistles with the sand to the north,Dusty gigant figures forms as the sand drives to the north.
Peering from far south is a dry muddy pool
Once which was a life time water hole.
The sky becomes clearer than clear.
With a few cirrus clouds in the vault of the blue heavens,
a drop of hunger sucks a desperate breast.
Dogs howl all night as men dies.
Drying a pool of salvation as all women cries for rain.
-Kevin Nate
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