All the water is taken by the city

Like water
Under a tree
In the desert
There’s never
To be free

It seems
All the water
Is drained away
To feed
The hungry

The birds
They fly
To the rooftops
The lizards
Crawl there

There’s never
Enough water
In the desert
I’m the only tree
That grows here too

Well how
Can you expect me
To flower?
How can you expect me
To bear fruit?
When all the waters
Taken by the city
All the water’s
Taken from my roots

The desert is thirsty
For water
The sun shakes a finger
And says no

All the water’s taken
By the city
And I
I have nowhere else to go

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances.

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