One of the days, it was raining cats and dogs
I was in a room full of flying words hard as rocks
Would I risk the stepping out to soak
Would I wait and put on my ears and heart some locks.

It reminds me of the storm at sea
When one tries in-between odds to see
Remaining in the boat being towed by large waves
Or breaking loose, jumping to swim, hoping for saviours.

And why should I or why should i not?
What is the cost of the donated coat?
Should I not move towards a hard earned goat,
That is the stake on board.

till laters!