Heat Wave
I didn't expect
The sun to show
Its face today
I thought it would
Cower behind clouds
Hiding its shame
How can it face
The choking dust
- Heat Wave
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It alone created
In riverbeds and
And stream banks
And lush green forests,
Now reduced to
Deserts and wastelands
Where all life fears to tread
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Eastern mountains
Arise and strike
With rocky fist
This fiery eyed impostor
Who sneaks from
Behind your skirts
Bringing a blazing light
That laps up living moisture
Like a hound of hell
