Rains Almost Killed Him Poem by Norman Jin Shyr Wang

He's walking, it's seemed
in the cloudy day so faint
it started to rain.

Umbrella aside
he found, couldn't grasp and stop
rains ran on the cusp.

Angry 'n hating rain
kept pouring hard to resolve,
flooded him alive.

Zombies were too weird
stranded 'n staring at him, he
'n cods in clear glass.

In the next moment
glass broke, water poured with moss
he 'n goldfish in a bowl.

Startled and so scared
he tried to get up air-streamed.
Got to pee, a dream.