Vanda clusters
soaked in rain water
after the tempest—
mute witnesses
of the untold destruction
that knocked at everyone's door.
A visitor in black garment
and fiery eyes
sent shivers
to the infirmed,
the sick, the dull,
the infamous,
the beggars, the hungry,
the famous,
the sons of kings, the mighty...
the innocent lambs
not spared from its steel-hard
fangs that spread lethal venom,
as a spitting cobra to its victims.
The aftermath
is a nightmare
to a million souls
who succumbed to the fire
and were not spared
from the embers of their foibles...
and nature's wrath!
Haiku
