Somewhere in Africa
A farmer doesn't understand that
slashing and burning his fields
leaves no protection
from the
terrible winds
(they're truly terrible)
He'll go to intense
measures--two Tauruses
head-
butting for the pride of spring--
to feed his family, but
if he only knew
And nothing
can be done about it
and nothing
can make up for it
not even a sub-Saharan sunset
head-
butting for the pride of spring--
to feed his family, but
if he only knew
And nothing
can be done about it
and nothing
can make up for it
not even a sub-Saharan sunset
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