Commentary and Philosophy Poetry posted June 23, 2008 | Chapters: | ...16 17 -18- 19... |
Drought kills
A chapter in the book Precious Gems: An Anthology
The Hardened Land
by Gypsymooncat
What's left after a drought?
A rustic tear has sought relief
As symbol of a hidden grief It thinly slides down weathered skin Heralding raging war within This solid man of stolid past With strength of steel, endurance, vast The wall around his swelling heart Breached and weakened, comes apart
He lets the subtle shift begin To cast his fortress to the wind He’s kneeling on his hardened ground These racking sobs, a sound new-found He holds two hands towards the sky Pleading "Lord, please tell me why?
I've worked this land for forty years By sweat and blood, through doubts and fears The hand you’ve dealt me is unfair I’ve empty sheds, the land is bare My herd are dead or sold for meat And we are left with naught to eat!" He looks upon his landscape now With sorrow etched across his brow Remains of his one thousand head Lay starved or shot, in pools of red The rifle glints beside him, teasing Yet no bullets left to ease him Tears still coursing like a flood Mingle salt with fear and blood ooo
Homeward bound, he walks upright
The mission done and grief sealed tight No evidence of how he cried Belying pain alive inside His fam’ly needs to feel hope still In rising dawn, new sun on hills They may not fully understand A man so marred By hardened land
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