Seasons (Summer) Poem by Alto Lee Thomas, Jr.

Bursting from a bomb’s blast,
A cacophonous ‘clap-crash,
Vacuous pupils conceal in flame
All honed and manly;
A red-boned dandy
Glass poured over a sinuous frame

He’s a child of the cyber age
Portal to the next page.
The God’s-heaven-truth.
Immunized to pestilence;
Oblivious to consequence
The epitome of youth

A syndicate of symbionts
Feeds and frees the need in him
He struts in the accompaniment
Of quintessential sycophants

But ethereal spirits reel in him
Hear growls and rumbles feed within
The summer sun completes in him
In furtherance of the Master’s plan
The time to seed the fertile land.
The bounty from this time of green
Is better than it’s ever been.