Natural

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And the birds will call
cry out loud for its children
like a mother desperate
to search after dusk

And the cats will run
run as the kids chase
hoping to escape their wrath
and ruthless play

And the trees will sway
sway with the cold wind
blowing the sand down
down to the tiled floors

And the people will yell
yell out prices
yell out names
yell out anything to get you
anything to get you
and your attention

And it's all natural isn't it?

P.s Context can be found in Part 2 of the Umrah Photo Poem Collection in my photography account!

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