Bad Weather. Poem by SY Wong ...

Bad Weather.

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As the matter goes
The weather is getting crazier
Water is scarce
The rain is no more friendly
In some area, there not a drop
Desolate! Desolate!
A few drops is of no use
The ground is shrinking
parched most of the time.
Soil you won't be able to tilt
Whatever you plant will not yield
Foods are getting scarcer
More precious than time
Or maybe gold.

Monday, March 25, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: food,weather
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 25 March 2019

excellent life like expression- Soil you won't be able to tilt Whatever you plant will not yield

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