My Arrant City

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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