WET DROUGHT
Without doubt I tried, Sun and moon were my friends, The scent of the rivers and trees that grew near me was hope I would never forget. The competition that went on between animals and they guarding their territories were breathtaking sight. The purpose of life was so real to me, I gave hope to other living things that came my way, birds made their nests on my head and hands, giving shades to highest form of animals as some will put it. My eyes were closed shortly, opening it made me wonder whether i was dreaming, the sights of nature looks like a mirage. I had no one to ask because, everyone left without saying goodbye. I have been left in a world which was once capable of containing everything and everyone. Drought has shown it head. Although my eyes were closed shortly, it felt like years of sleeping. The people left me because, my body was getting wrinkles and hairs were changing colour. Left to survive on my own, with nothing to call a friend, the echo...