Rhapsody of Monsoon
As I walked down the street
Under the over clouded sky,
Hearing Zeus pound his fist:
Making me question myself “Why”?
Why did I take on my little sis?
Who forgot her little scarf
Forcing me to scamper like a mice
True to his promise came to drops
Forcing me to break a smile,
Drops that fell from the haze
Like new flour from a mill
The little droplets stuck on my face
A gift to earth from the sky
Leaking from a large dark case.
Like my mum hugging me
My shirt stuck to my body fast
Sending a chill in to me
Walking me to a world of past
A world of new life green and vast
Like a ship with a very huge mass
Pushing in to a whole new light.
Copyright © Tom Francis Xavier | Year Posted 2011
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