pray for rain
we had no rain
for the month of May, weeks on end
of the warming winds of spring
drying the trees, the grasses, the earth
into tinder just waiting for a spark
these mountains
rounded by time, looming
over the cities, each one burning
scattered across the darkened land
like dying stars
the poets are overmatched –
so many viruses sweeping the world
at once
the breadth and scale of human stupidity
cruelty, burning and burning
we look to the eyes of the children
and see the depth of our failures
all of our fine words turning to ash
on our tongues – how
will it ever end?
listen deeply
beg forgiveness
lift a shovel
pray for rain
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