Uncertainty

I look out my window, see life moving fast

Dark red clouds in the night sky lay blank

A man in the darkness watering plants

Dust from the windows began to advance

Pages on my arm, on my balcony, I sat

Neon signs far right have started to flash

A storm is brewing; Ink spilt on my lap

Drops in my tea that I hadn’t yet drank

Rain starts tip-toeing as I look around

Some poor men are covering ground

Finding solace under tarps unwound

Blocking seeping water, they had found

I sat comfortably in my home

Staring at the bristles of my comb

Wondering life’s hidden poem

Only a few years of idle roam.

By: Arman Yusuf