I am Earth
I dying lack water
some reason i drying up
Even though birds ruffle clouds
No drops of heavenly liquid falls to me
I wish....to....weep
Must ration water left
My people;
wish for water do not posses
I am a quilt coming undone at seams
My caressing water should be woven into me
This is a drought

I feel vibrations
People wish help
Becoming insane
Emotional pressure pushing down
I frustrated
Grass brittle and brown
Trees dropping
shrivel up.
Flowers wilting, colorless
No vibrant life
I failed to sustain me.
Why no rain
Must send S.O.S to sky
I dying
This is a drought

Rebirth needed
Help wanted
Joy not sorrow
This my possession
Why it taken?
I do something wrong?
Please; hope be well
Desperation now clear to others
Must stay calm
But how?
This is a drought

Finally cool water traces my abundant curves and lines
People, my people have stopped dying
I feel like smiling into the sunshine
I am able to right my wrongs
But something is amiss
My people don't trust me to keep them safe
They fear i will not protect and provide for them
Betrayal is how they see this weakness of mine
I must gain their trust back or i will die from all this disappointment in me
I may be restored but in many ways i am more wounded than ever before
This is a drought