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When the wind comes

Wrath with no reason

By M.Published 4 months ago 1 min read
When the wind comes
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When the wind comes

And gently whispers

The walls of your house

They listen.

As the rain pit-patters

And sideways splatters

The rivers stand up


Breezes once mellow

Echo in the sky

As unrooted trees

Your relatives fly

Then the wave rises

Wrath with no reason

All along the shoreline

Anger season

When the wind comes

And gently whispers

The walls of your house

They listen


I written this piece a year ago, after long conversations with a friend of mine about her experiences with typhoons. Sadly enough, it's still relevant today - and it will be relevant in the future.

Typhoons are a seasonal phenomenon. A natural part of climate, if you will. But they are getting stronger due to climate change. Dealing with typhoons would be a challenge for any country. And not every town has the proper infrastructure to deal with them.

I can't properly express how bleak this feels to me, so make of that what you will.

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About the Creator


Half-time writer, all time joker. M. Maponi specializes in speculative fiction, and speculates on the best way to get his shit together.

Author of "Reality and Contagion" and "Consultancy Blues"

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  • Manisha Dhalani4 months ago

    Good poem

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