Dream!

“This Lovely locale;
Golden sand on pleasant land
 I will make our home.

Fulfill here I can

Our dream for the refuge, that

From rains, will shelter.

Rain, with her weapons,

Storm and thunder attacks us

And tears out our tent."

Builds he a cute hut

Robust, with mud and palm leaves.

He blinks at its wink.

Fast he opts to stay

There; torrents, floods, and landslides

Gulp his entire dream.

 His desires perish,

Looks at his kin with murk, roll

Tears down and sobs he.




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