The Great Horn

The Great Horn; a broken villanelle
A family’s want: to hinder famine’s ash,
some water, rice, and perseverance. Ache–
the malt in Africa’s poor, sour mash–

depletes philanthropists’ conviction, cash.
We pray thee God: Aplomb, humility–
a family’s creed to stave off famine’s ash–

audacity, enthusiasm’s flash,
objective-autonomic rule we beg.
The malt in Africa’s poor, sour mash:

intimidation; children’s bodies smashed,
inhoomed under terrorism’s sway;
and family dearth. Deferring famine? Ash

deposits, guerilla compacts, the gnash
the lions generate obfuscate greed–
the malt in Africa’s poor, sour mash.

Hyenas spurn the ruminated trash
and hunt the donkeys mothers use to fill
their family’s want expanding famine’s ash
the malt in Africa’s poor, sour mash

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