2014 Drought Ballad #1

Submitted: Jan 21, 2014
Badlands Journal editorial board

The 2014 Drought Ballad  #1


When rain and snow don’t fall out West

California hills are naked;

Piebald grassless pates of dust

Lean over fields unirrigated

As critturs are extirpated.

Farmers and cities send out

Lobbyists and lawyers prorated –

And that’s how we do a drought.


When the wetting winds don’t gust

The air becomes  toxicated.

Kiddies and elders’ lungs don’t adjust

People are asphyxiated.

And politicians are pixilated

By Big Cotton’s money clout,

By LA’s thirst unslaked --

And that’s how we do a drought.


The forests dry,  incendious,

The rivers shrink, stagnated,

Money fear and money lust

Drive ag disaster payments

While death’s negotiated --

Environmental law knocked out

Endangered species immolated:

And that’s how we do a drought.


Dry springs and wells prostrated

Livestock, poultry, trees stressed out

As water to money will migrate.

That’s how we do a drought.


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