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November 28, 2022

A Thirsty Throat

By Ndaba Sibanda

A Thirsty Throat

Won't it die without a drink?
What about a dead beast's stink?
Our land is gasping for great greenery
The one that was a cute castle of scenery
Is now a poor, petrifying, parched plainness
The rains forsook the farmers' hopefulness
When they withdrew and played hide-and-seek
With their patient prayers which are purely meek
That's why our land is lacking and drearily dehydrated
The crops cry dry dirges of drooping, none is exhilarated






Article © Ndaba Sibanda. All rights reserved.
Published on 2022-05-02
Image(s) are public domain.
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