The monsoon is coming
After a long dry season
The monsoon is coming
It sneaks in as if nothing will happen
The summer is ripe as a red tomato
The heat smashes all the defenses of the latitude
Marching on towards my sun glassed eyes
The irresistible male scents like
a sea breeze carrying a riffle
Marching on towards all the virgin land
Declaring its occupation
After the long thirsty season
The monsoon is coming