Cory Huennekens

The Parable Of Hunger - Poem by Cory Huennekens

The ground so sparse and dry
Just a drop to make it green
And it was green for a day
The next morning brown again
Withered, brown, orange, black
drooping, wilting, willow
And so a drop and a half
Just to bring it all back to life
And it was green for most of the day
And the next day it required two drops
And the next three
By the end of the week
All count had been lost
Now the ground won’t yield her crop
And only thorns and thistles grow
Before you water the land
Be sure you know

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 23, 2013

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