The Dry Mouth

The drought is a dry mouth

 that swallows it all.

The lack of rain is a deadly spell 

like a witch's hut

 when all is well.

A following season of unhappy lives,

 there's nothing worse than no rain,

causing animals to have pain.

This deadly curse cannot be tamed,

 but if we don't try, we will all be maimed.

Clouds turn grey, tears come down,

 now water can be found,

 there is no longer a drought abound.

The rain is running rapidly, 

fast now; we are safe at last.