Sunday, June 14, 2020

After Chaos

Last night
In the big city
The lightning struck
The thunder roared
The rain poured
People were sent to stay home

This morning
In a small suburban town
The sky is spotless
The clouds disappear
There I walk alone
On a quiet road

Under the sun
I walk with dignity
My shadow
Follows me closely
To check if my heartbeats
Are in rhythms with my feet

I look to the left
Catching the sound of breeze
I look to the right
Seeing a line of black trash cans
Under the bright sun
Cutting out a silhouette 
Telling the story of black and white

S.P. Ma
June 2020

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