Clouds gather,

Dark and foreboding,

A tumultuous today.


Looms above,

Very few agree with me.

Why not wait,

For nature to strike,

And cleanse all this pollution.

I look calm,

Just like the harsh storm,

Waiting to lash at the city.

Who is there,

To prevent us both,

Who wants to be sincere?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Composed on January the 5th 2008, in Karachi. The weather forecast is thunderstorm, rains, snowfall and landslides in the next few days.

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