Everything Hot, Hot Everything - Poem by Sabidin Ibrahim
It is hot, quite hot, everything hot, hot everything.
The streets, legs on it and the heads upon legs.
The airs upon the heads are also hot as the hot sands.
The nose discharging hot airs to add more hot to the surroundings..
The market is hot, the shopping bag is heavy, the money bag is crying like baby!
What you talk, what I talk all are filled with the fire.
Everything hot, hot everything
you and me, hot everything.
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At the same time the temperature in this summer is too hot comparing to other years..
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