SUMMER

Fix the summer sky
Sweating blood and burns
With cold breeze and silver crown
Raining pearl drops, and
Blowing energetic winds

Indifferent to dying eyes
Small children howl
Yelping a cry
To count their Mothers
In this heat of death

Fiery red-hot flames
Sear the skins, scorch
The Blistering souls
In half-divinity, and
Half dead!

Discovery of faith
Is no longer
An affair of the hearts
Just come, and
Yield my bony days

Fix the summer sky
Flaming curse and offense
With thunder and rain
Pelting snow, and
Drenching delight