Rain on dry pasture
forgive my empty season
demand meets dead end
It's unbearable
When the sky is full of sun
I watch as crops die
I raise my cattle
To bring a lamb to slaughter
my thirst for profit
I sacrifice time
to winds unbearable heat
to make my ends meet
Dear farming man
Let's survive this dry summer
together at last
YOU ARE READING
Coherence
PoetryCOMPLETED, next poetry collection coming soon This is a poetry collection that is both ever updating and ever changing. This collection of poetry isn't exactly traditional or ever a solid complete piece of prose, I am ever adding and changing and mo...
