An Unforgiving Season

Sowing seeds of apathy

In this field of dreams

Cultivating misery

Poisoning the stream

Reaping bitter harvest

As frost permeates

An unforgiving season

Coming on today

Reservoirs are draining

Bleeding life away

Water flow is waning

And no longer irrigates

There’s nothing left to harvest

Famine rules the land

Curse of negativity

Turned fertile soil to sand

Alone, enslaved

Work and toil to no avail

Decay paves the way

Warmer season in its grave

And ripe with pain and hate

Vast and desolate

A field once free of woe

Now dark, dead and cold