There was a thirst in the land
Drought that seemed planned
When the wells dried up.
No one had the strength
To step off of the planks
When the wells dried up.
The people moaned
In their tragic, sad tones
When the wells dried up.
The leeches will feed
Off the emotional bleed
When the wells dry up.
No smile from a laugh
No tear from a cry
The wells have dried up
And no one knows why