Now the skies have turned amber
Due to the burning fields, near
The rise of cunning termites
Is at peak, this time of the year

The bumpy clouds have gathered
But there is no sign of rain
The elnino has spread wide
Wrapping wrath in pain

The greenery has shaded
The temperature rising each day
The cool air has waded
Animals dying everyday

Sweat, fills under my sucken eyes
Humidity on troll these days
Birds peek to drink water,
Trying to cool themselves in some ways...


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