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
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Coherence
PoetryThis 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 morphing them into something I feel is better or...
