parched

oh desert dry desert
would you have just a tiny bit of water?
i’m afraid you make living quite grim
even the oases are seeing things
might you spare just a drop or two of rain?
even a half would be fine
without just a drip, not even a sip,
surely the cacti will die
my skin is like toast
burnt like a roast
gasping for liquid relief
i’m really quite desperate
please show me a creek!
this could be the end for me