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The hills of Kentucky are blazing
under an unforgiving glare
drought settles in
and takes a hold of this land
while crops wither
and pastures choke
Parched lips frown
as the sun smolders down
while tired backs slump
already spent
and slowly turn away
stale air lingers
as hope dwindles
and turns into despair
leaving hearts to sink
and heads to bow
in common prayer
The Hills of Kentucky are Blazing
while man and beast alike
slowly starve
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3 comments:
That about sums it up right now. It has been a hard year and it is barely half over. The winter will be worse. Not for the cold, but for the hunger of things.
It's me, it's me, it's Uncle "C"!!!
I see! I see! I knew it was you!
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