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ARID LAND...
The breeze is burning
Our earth is yearning
The sky, still clear and blue
Hoping for relief
Waiting in disbelief
As months pass without rain.
The sights are humbling
As people sit mumbling
Looking for someone to blame
Animals are dying
Farmers almost crying
It’s never been this bad before
It seems all the green
Was all a mere dream
A dream not worth dreaming anymore
