The greatest draught and God's love.

This poem is about the current draught we are experiencing in South Africa and the promise that God will move and restore our country.

It is the driest year I've ever seen
The rays of sun burning, burning.
Deep inside the yearning, yearning
for rain becomes more than it's ever been.

Dust is our harvest.
Our cattle disappearing like mist.
Food prices rising, rising.
In the lives of innocent a tremendous burning.

Lord where will we go ?
We can't make the rain.

But You have walked through our land.
Your power greater than the sand.
You have seen the suffering
and You won't leave us to the burning.

You will move with great power
through Your love the rain will shower.

Author's Note

Any advice on improvement is welcome. This is my first poem.

Reviews

[jesserose99]

manifestation can happen with the more thoughts on something the better, so we may not all be able to walk through your land, but we can send our good thoughts and prayers there and hope that it reaches sending our love. what a topic to write about that clearly needs our attention, that goes by largely unnoticed in today's busy world.

nice work...different.

[Happy Chicken]

Thank you. Appreciate it !