The Rain Roars

The rain roars down

A lions last attempt

To eviscerate

The zebra of sun

From the jungle of cracks

In the pavement

A whip crack of water

Slashing holes

In lawns, borders

Ants dive for cover

In the jungle of cracks

In the pavement

Not realising

They seal their own doom

Hear the rumble

The crackle

The inevitability

Not thunder

Or lightning

Just rain, rain, rain,

Flooding in and filling

Every space

Pouring between bins

Banging on the flu pipe

Rattling in the vents

And sealing the jungle

Of cracks

In the pavement.

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