Mother nature takes no breather
Challenges are enforced daily Rain drops shimmer
Tasting and swallowing
old earth for new
if only it was true
The rain falls hard
On bare ground,
Intoxicating the air
with new smells
But will Mother Nature continue to allow
the birds to sing with a feathery flame?
Or for frogs to dance in their pool?
I tell you the beauty of rain is gone but will soon return
The land is consumed with grief
for the loss of the African green gold,
Even the morning sun
lays on its death bed
2 thoughts on “The African Green Gold”
Definitely, we need to support mother nature, not fight it. Great piece that plays a bigger role in our lives and not just where we live!
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