Thursday, May 10, 2012

Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal- A Poem

RUB MY HAND
 
When I rub my hands
together I could
manipulate the clouds
and fill the skies
with rain.

When I rub my feet
together I could
make the clouds disperse
and make the sun
flare up.
 
When I do both at
the same time, earthquakes
open up the earth and
fill our lives with
worry.

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