Poem || Drought

Drop, drop, drop 
they keep flowing and falling 
like little droplets of rain 

the weather tenses 
the wind blows the flags
the trees quiver and shiver 
I ask why over and over 

dark rivers rain on my face 
but soon enough 
when drain drags me drought
they will dry away 
along all the damps  


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