nimal dunuhinga - Recluse

Do you think it's enough
a single dropp of rain to clean
the dirty clothes and his soul?
The ragamuffin was in a rainforest
all his youth.
He opens his mouth
and waits for the rainy season
rest of his life.
The man already vamoose in a drought
and what's the purpose of searching his tomb
under the rainbow?
It's in vain.

nimal dunuhinga

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