Rain

Groaning  rain
Mumuring sky
Mumbling  cloud
Raging thunder
Broken - straight - loud
Sullied roofs
Filthy earth
Preempt bathing
Fragile feet seeking haven
What about indigents 
Tilling  holes like ants
Whistling kettles - inane cups
Painting their bellies brown in tea 
Scared snails remain doggo
Beneath their shells - until the land is wet
The rain will never know
The earth is thirsty
Just give birth to your lines
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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