As the clouds keep rolling over the countryside
To harbour in shadows of cultivating land
Where the dark spots embroiled in transition withstand
To form a new outlook for the feeding provide

As the greens turn to browns, and the demand stays course
To humiliate truth and fool around the point
Scattering the workers to fish the outer joint
Yet there's no solution for the frenzied full force

As days turned into months, and the drying river
Extending the famine into death toll migraine
As the president spoke to the people in pain

The entire prop speech made the crowd just shiver
For his propaganda was about only him
The good dinners he shares while staring at the slim