but then the drought continued
there were
holes in the roof
but light
never made its way in
even before
the next rain
there needs to
be some answers
we can't count
on the bamboo
to cover the
sins and injustice
looking for
fruit in the shadows
might be noble
or a waste of emotion
every morning
we hear the buzz
but never see
the energy
a mountain
pose is more than a yoga position
--- e b bortz
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