Rain
rain
Some
love it
Others
cry foul
Hawkers
getting blue
Villages
near rivers
The
villagers lived in fear
The
rising tides the ugly face
“Hey
honey we are back!”
The
authorities bracing for it
Knowing
there will never be any changes
Year
end monsoon rain will hit
The
floods will come inviting itself in
In
the cities
Sometimes
the flash floods hit
The
clogged drains by humans
The
civic consciousness never arises
So
rain rain
Some
worry others stay happy
The
trademark will not go away
The
old story will be retold again
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