Friday, June 14, 2013

the green grass


The green grass
In the morning
In the day
In the night

Only when dry weather
There are patches of brown
Coming out into the season
The green grass never pulls away

They are in it together
Caring each part with hope and pray
The rain will come
God is watching whole day

The animals will wait
The day turns into month
When the grass is full grown
It is joyful time

Do we miss something?
The political cronies seem to forget
They are the green forgetting the brown
They think the land belong to them


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