Rain in my Town - September 3, 2010

And clouds came in black and grey,
the road is deserted, people in a mixed chat over coffee
some say why rain in town, all the fields are in villages
Rain God ought to know!

The fields are dry, the man looks at the sky
why do the rain God pouring over in towns,
all the fields are in villages

Where is rain
not in town or village,
it plays the trick,
matching colours with factory smoke and
miles of dead forest.
Where is monsoon of the child hood
the showers days in and out
children splashing water behind the school
paper boats and angry mothers

Have we crossed to the future? 

-Bijoy