I've always liked the word, 'dedicated', I think this came from mum's jam sponge with sprinkled dedicated coconut. Yum! As for these haiku's the imagery is powerful as is the suffering. I presume that the dried river is due to man disturbing the flow and to hell with the consequences!
"desiccated" is such a concrete and bleak adjective; I don't see it too often and it hit hard here as the first word. I felt the hopelessness in this, the despair, the inability to do much but anticipate death. Powerful, Hellon.