Sunday, 8 January 2012

THIS RAIN

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This Rain

Rain        
                 Rain…
Assembling the cities in drones
Of angered voices
Falling it
              billion heads
              drooling the earth
              like inebriate drummer
Rippling
           It endless circle
            to join
The ebbing cause of change
The ground is to loose
It face to the drain of ages
Every frightened pebble
Shall be swept along
            stubborn soils
Not even your corner of hole
Can withhold
This turbulent abrasion
Run if you CAN
               NOT HIDE
For the cat is drenched
Already
Ready to be washed away .

©Uche Uwadinachi 


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