Hong Kong, where it pours like Hell’s fury in the morn
And the afternoon, glows golden like ripening corn,
Blue skies, dotted with cirrus,
Transmogrify to a monster thunderous.
My crazy arrant city -
You mirror my mood with alacrity:
Thrashing awhile in history...
I might have emerged with some artillery!
©Manreet Sodhi Someshwar
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