KUANG FUNG BAO YU
The rain is out of tune today
as i sit and wonder away
the wind flows through the concrete maze
and hits my soft face.
The dark sky shakes after every thunder
and the gods are at war today
somewhere a priest prays for humans
softly asking why humans are at war today.
and i sit here just watching
nature at play.
[ the title was given by my friend Aleric after reading the poem]
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