Those Visible Clouds Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

In the early morning of Today, I saw those overcrowded and visible Clouds in the sky, There were grey and dark clouds That filled that pretty image of the sky, I thought rains will be later on, but I saw those mixed clouds flying away To an unknown destination to rain over there... When I was a little kid, I saw different kinds of clouds, but Nowadays they're totally horrific in their Shapes anytime, anywhere, and everywhere... I don't know what has happened to those clouds! Visible clouds cross into faraway lands Where they give birth in other lands... Scattered clouds shape themselves as Hanging images of things in the sky... Today's clouds are totally different from We used to see when we're kids... Not all clouds bring rains Simply because they're not real clouds, but They're dark smokes or emissions from unknown Materials that bring death and bad odors... Our skies are no more pretty skies, but They're real images of our real abuse of nature... We only see cloudless clouds that are rainless anytime And they're only pregnant with scary clouds That bring either bad rains or they're rainless... Rains are rare and those visible clouds are rainless, so What shall we do to our dry lands? ! ______________________________________________________________________