Today we saw Cloud’s bump
Darken, ready for birth
Each kick a roll of thunder
Misery Alexander Beaumont-Arthur The Third
Ready to roll out
Del cielo a la tierra
Lungs of lightning
El grito de guerra
And out poured life
All over the green
Out poured tears
Adding to the pastoral scene
Third generation out in the world
Getting swayed by wind
Dragged in by concreate
Third generation tries to run in reverse
But rain must fall
He makes of himself pools and puddles
Hoping to keep mother’s reflection as long as he can
He makes of himself
A vestibule to huddle
Cause reaching for las nubes is out of the plan.