041711i It's There I Just Can'T See

a kwaak not far behind
whoosh of wing heard
searching for easy prey
rats can't be found, hiding
in their cavern deep, hot
boil your eggs atop sand

my sweat is almost dried
beneath a lone acacia tree
i watch from here to horizon
heat wave almost unbearable
water is secret of life here
it's all buried under this land

by Manonton Dalan

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