The thunder whispering
With the wind clapping
Rain blabbering
Lightning darkening
And the sun smiling
While the moon grinning
The trees dancing
And rivers babbling
Clouds smooching
Silver lines disappearing
Rocks floating
Cotton rolling
Tigers hissing
And snakes roaring
Men padding
Women seeding,
I wonder, why?
Laws have changed
Men say with sighs.
.
©cyclopseven. All rights reserved 050210.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem