poem: the essence of life

THE DRIED, BLISTERED LAND LAYS UNTOUCHED
BY THE LIFE GIVING RAIN
IT GROWS MORE LIKE A BARREN MONSTER BEING SCORCHED
BETWEEN THE THIRST BLOWN SANES

THE MORNING ASCENDS UPON IT'S GOLDEN THRONE
IN THE FAMINE STRICKEN COUNTRY
WHERE THE MISERIES ARE BEING CLONED
NATURE IS CREATING MAN'S CEMENTRY

MEN WITHOUT WATER MEN WITHOUT FOOD
WERE DYING IN CORERS AND LANES
THE DEATH MONSTER WITH ITS HOOD
WAS MOVING BEING IN THE BANE

NOW PEOPLE TURN TO GOD'S GRACE
IN THE HOPE OF GETTING BACK LIFE
WHERE THE COUNTRY WAS COVERED WITH BRIGHT YELLOW ORANGE LACE
AND TO LIVE IT WAS TIME TO STRIVE

GOD WAS TOUCHED AND MOVED BY THE FALL
AND SENT THE PELLUCID WATER ON THE EARTH
IT WAS JOY, SEASON AND LIFE FOR ALL
AND THE PLANET GOT A NEW BIRTH

AS DROPS OF THE DIVINE WATER SPLASHED ON THE LAND
THE EARTH WOKE UP WITH AN IMMORTAL BLESSING
WITH A BLOSSOM WOKE UP EVERY GRAIN OF SAND
LIFE WAS RFLECTED IN EVERY SURROUNDING