I always loved when the rain fell at night I snuggled under the covers looked outside peacefully taking it all in I was never bothered when it poured After all, I could always find shelter I always had shelter A place to call home but now, when it rains as night rages I feel uneasy horses carrying hostile architecture race through my mind images of partial pagodas the pain of no warmth resurfaces fresh I remember what it's like when I had no one to call I find it hard now to be comfortable as the lightning flashes in the comfort of a room when I know there's someone out there with no comfort at all as winter approaches as the weather braces for war I worry for those without a shield and sword those abandoned at the battlefront by a system that claims to care by individuals who do not see by the past version of me Have I been the neighbour the bible commands me to be? © JOELE 2025
