As If...

Hear the musical rhymes of a

broken leaf falling after storm

As if it were drying all aeon

to be plucked by strong arms of wind.

Look at the glittering eyes of a

hungry toddler, looks like he added 

extra bones of poverty

As if he longed to write a poetry

with his piercing bones.

Watch the tingling dance of

an alienated cat

As if she practiced balls to twerk

in agitated mind and empty belly.

Look at the gloomy walls of a

broken old-age home, yet bright

As if they wanted their sons to

throw them like trash

after years of fruitful parenting.

Look what this divine nature sings in every pain

As if he imitates the greatest victor in every lost battle.