MAY

April singed
so I had asked,
May,
will you scorch?

May says I donno!

May may be hot,
May may be cool.
it may delight us with breeze,
pleasant and gentle.
May may appall us with
storms and hail.

May is bewildered,
May is shocked.
nature is furious,
nature is freaked out.

Earth sizzles.
scorches the heavens
the copper sky turns dark,
Gods thunder,
lightening frightens
our vision is shrouded too.

the nurturer is hurt and angry,
the oppressor is wounded.
unsated quest for development
invokes the procreator's curse.

May sheds tears
in monstrous amounts.
and so do we-
the incorrigible morons!
we refuse to realize,
we're on the path to harakiri!

May,
Will you forgive us?

May says I donno!