The Exquisite Corner

As the rain pour down,
it washed off all my thoughts.

why I'm here
at this moment?
putting my fingers
on the keyboard keys,
flipping them lightly,
but not coping with the mind.

Musics playing on the speaker,
but none of them are in my mind,
the melody,
the lyrics,
the scene it trying to present,
none came into the mind.

outside the window,
there's nothing
besides another window,
my sight
was hindered
by all the buildings.

Where's the tree,
where's the lake,
where's the beautiful garden,
where we used to play around?
They'd all sentenced to death,
by those selfish human,
to fill up their over-stuffed pockets.

The rain had now stop,
and water drippings from the roof,
my brain start to work again,
but oxygen is not there yet,
trying hard gasping for air,
and at the same time,
the thought of people
plunging in an abyss of misery
emerging in my mind,
Aware not HUMAN,
why can't we let the earth breath,
and let our grandchildren breath as well?

signing off,
I CAN'T STAND POLLUTION ANYMORE...