There will not <br />Be left <br />Too <br />Many <br />That <br />Will <br />Contest <br />And <br />Then <br />We <br />See <br />The <br />Games <br />Dry <br />Weary <br />As <br />The sun-baked <br />Summer <br />Time: <br />We see <br />Drought <br />Parched <br />Throat <br />Suffering <br />And <br />Pain <br />But <br />Greatest <br />Suffering <br />The <br />More <br />Biting <br />Pinching <br />The <br />Slow <br />Slow <br />Game <br />And <br />The <br />Time <br />Artful <br />Passes <br />Passes <br />Passes<br /><br />Emmanuel George Cefai<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-will-not/
