“A Weary
Land”
cji
12/14/12
Dust
bowls and parched soils
crops failing
in the fields waste
east
winds forever blowing
rains
have ceased to fall more
children
renting their clothing
parents
in anguish failing quick
hearts
unable to endure death
no
longer able to grasp a breath
no more found
healthy all sick
broken
legs and bodies folding
wounds
open and bleeding sore
eyes red
from crying glowing
the cup
of bitterness to taste
a weary
land lays in spoils!
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