Drought To Lush Poem by Max Buchanan

I’ll lift your pain for my shoulders gain
To tear and maim I’ll keep latched on
I stood and watched
and lo, beneath
was the light they crushed
A cold gust now belts my skin
As time will show it was the low within
Low and dim as wings in the drone
grown from drought all to lush
I stood and watched
and lo, beneath
laid the light they crushed
Held fast
The safest palms
Free and unabashed
I stood and watched
and lo, beneath
shone the light they crushed