The
cracks field
The
hot sun spares none
It
dries up the water
On
the irrigation canals
The
snake head fishes
Where
have they all gone?
The
city folks pay a high price
For
its health benefits
Now
the farmers wait
They
don't protest on their woes
Whom
they are going to blame?
They
pray for the rain
But
El Nino gives them
A
time to remember
There
is no rain today
The
temperature rising
The
brown colour on the field
It
tells the weather playing its game
The
rain will not pour today
We
will sing our blues
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