Never Forgive This Rain These Winter Days Poem by Raj Arumugam

it rains all night
and everyone crawls out
late and unwilling;
it rains all day
confines many
sends most to shopping malls
and cinemas
and Transformers
and Terminator
(both sequels,
I don’t know what number) :
and fast food and popcorn
and coffee
and warm soup

I stay in bed mostly
for this winter rains have made me sick
and weakened me into a cold
as if to remind me of my age;
and the evening creeps in
no different to this dreary day
and many across Brisbane
crawl early in to bed
the rain still coming
perhaps endeavoring to change homes into boats;
and, by the way,
I’ll never forgive you,
you bitter bitter rain,
for how you take these days from me