Wet Crust

Choked earth and teary skies -

Shivering chickens and wimpy kingmakers;

Hearts and livers on the marathon track

The flora tells tales of wetness to the oxygenated stares -

spineless spirits wallowing in despair;

Intrepid minds challenging the precipitation;

And royal heads just impermeable.

Deluged mother in its suffocated crust -

Cottages are origami boats,

And the ears speaks of only wailers. 

Chills and sneezes -

Paramours arrogated warmth to themselves in the corridors of  affection;

The others have thier closets ravaged by the thieving emotiveness granted to the green-eyed monster.

The sky wipes up the perspiration on its skin pores -

The red light is in town;

And it is a brighter heaven, Rejoice!

Now only the grateful lay claim to warm emotive cheeks and retinas.

Automobiles on doused road -

Pretty gowns and slaying lipsticks;

Nice pants and silky cardigans;

Aren't they all soiled now? 

Blameless apathetic chauffeurs -

Cuss and fuss from splash victims;

Smiles relegated to frowns

All blames the government. 

I could get an umbrella,

You could have afforded a raincoat; 

We could have dug a gutter. 

But we all forgot, or not!
All blames the government.

Then it rains again

And the drains are full again

And then we're drenched,and hiding again.
All blames the government again;
As we remain, all self righteous in suffering.