Mr. Weatherman Poem by Liyo Denorte

please spare us from your bad news

give us some share of sunshine

and inform the coastguard that it's already safe

to pull up our anchors and sail towards the distant shore

it's been three days we're waiting for the queue

three-day faces of three days chance passengers

three hundred and thirty three moments of waiting ang longing

to get back home

oh please mr.weatherman


would you please score us tickets

whisper to the ticket woman in pink kamiseta

'may byahe na! '