Let Morning Come

At our home, in Rio and Rome, let morning come In tattered twilight twin towers tumbling down Beech Birch Banyan Neem being brought down Your moon pales in homeless premonition Let our madness calm, let morning come Dark too much cumbersome let morning come On the bank of Tigris a little boy plans to take up the guns To no end, for no rose. Let morning come Our habits, our rabbits, make them less unwholesome Through the lattices in the wall, let morning come ________________________________________________________ 18/9/2016 Note: Neem is a tree in the Mahogany family native to Indian subcontinent.