Ifs  But  Not  Buts

If  blue  azure  and  rain bearing  clouds

Failed to protect up fronting lands,

Parched  fields, craving  cattle,

If  starry nights  suddenly shifted

Into   gloom  and  paled into  dark,

What  would  roaming  humanity

do  distressed   in night  to  run 

after safety, lurk into refuge.

If  mighty roars  of  seas,

From  ages been roaring,

Roaring   abominably

To the skies, deafening 

Us  all  around,

Failed  to  calm  the

Questioning   inhuman,

Mad  as  we are  all.

If  soothing  lullaby

did not  reach the weeping

in the cloth cradle,

if  words  of wisdom

and letters  of  prediction,

and  voices of  clairvoyance

failed  to  reach  the  mass,

in  day to day  battle,

where would be the lovers

and  common  lives  and

dictates   of suffering ?

where is  the question of 

romance  and  romping?