They Face the Wrath
Clothes were forgotten to the darkness Washed clean of their worries But exposed to the inclement weather Rains thrash them- a lifeless anger Of soaked helplessness; it is nature’s fury Pegs try to control them Weakened by the onslaught Miserable clothes feel it is unreasonable Ironing out differences and crumples is a myth Yet, tasked to warm the frosty soul Woes shrivel- resemble a forlorn … Continue reading They Face the Wrath