Experiments In The Rain Poem by Naveed Akram

O to construct experiments and cry,
Just to lie in front of the king.
Rain has fallen from high in the sky,
Water so acidic the scientists want to bellow
Insults at a passer-by, the one who constructs.
His entrance into the view high upon the balcony
Is followed by a fall to the ground so slowly
It breaks his head finally.
Enough of this time with this spectator of sport,
They are steaming with fury at the belittlement
Of this strange sportsman of the little kind.
O to reside in this game for long is too sensible
That we sometimes cry for more pain the longer we play.