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.