I Saw It Wither

I need a coin
May it be a silver chain
Somewhere in the desert
There is a flower feeling thirsty
It needs a drop of water
Nevertheless i have no water in the pot

I have no silver
I have no water
I'm dry like a mud wall
Suddenly, i hear my flower wail
It hurts! My heart pains !
The flower I raised from a seed

The flower is withering
It is a hot noon
Somebody is walking to the scene
He seems hurrying
Carrying a pot of water
My flower is gone
What a loss I made !!

Francis Omariba
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