The
dry season looms
The
weathermen announced it
The
Northern States feel the heat
The
reservoirs falling low
The
farmers complaining
The
hot weather dries up land
There
is nothing they could do
Stare
at the dry land
Watching
crops wither away
The
farmers will cry of their losses
They
will live in a good time
Again
the federal government will help
The
government must take actions
On
the climate changes every where
There
are signs telling us for years
Yet
we build many houses, malls and shoplots
Cutting
down trees clearing up land
To
show the signs of developments and progress
It
is at a price we would have to pay
We
will destroy ourselves in the end
We
will face our demons
The
bad decisions and bad ways
Karma
will punish us for it
God
will let us feel gross negligence
Until
we are like Job
Learn
our grave mistakes and pain
Then
God will return to make it away
This
is His promise to make it whole
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