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Saturday, April 4, 2009


                                                          WEB SIGHT

Killed those pests; I saw the trees

Grow strong and sturdy; then I sawed the trees,

Made windows and saw the jungles through them,

Concrete jungles.

I managed to provide everything inside my room,

Cool breeze with air-conditioners;

The transom’s pliated glass diffracted

The sun’s rays and produced even rainbow on my table;

The center of that rainbow was a bit wan

And shivered when I switched on the fan.

I saw the insects that spoiled the trees,

A nidus, the work of an arachnid’s spinneret

The unstoppable nature’s intruder.

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