
I feed
From the seas around me,
Drink from the rain drop in rivers,
Yet
I fear being drowned
By that which gives me life..
While
I still wish it would cry on me
To quench the thirst
Of my dry cracked and desolate lips
Of dusty soul, my terra firma
So
I can feed
The dependents of my soil
Who look starved and deserted
By my own deeds
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