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

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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

II

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

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