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Written March 2015. This piece is written From the perspective of the land. A recounting of the history of pastoralists in Uganda, who watched the land deteriorate from overgrazing when they were no longer able to wander the land freely
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There's a greener spot
On the second hill
When the herd is done with this one
Go and eat your fill
Cause the rains will come
and the seasons yearn to
Restore my bounty for you
for when you return
oh your boundless mobility
is elegant humility
the seasons bring life back to me
There's a greener spot
past the second hill
but your herd is growing hungry
and you've lost your will
saying you can't move
but then I can't grow
and I'm losing touch with nourishment
that I used to know
Now you plunder my resources
you're lost to violent forces
Our seasons run on different courses
Did you just forget
how the seasons change
this distance in our contact
leaves me so estranged
Notice after you cut me up for taxes how
my life no longer waxes now
it wanes
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