Rain II

you are a nonpariel

god's grace flows through you

floams of his superfluous beauty

fluttering with the Romanovian eagles

who eat the heart of Prometheus.

stay still as the sea when silent

and breath, do not excel in laughter like the joker

who kills with ugline teeth.

i cannot compare to you,

i bow down

my yellow skin drowning

in concealed hate

or envy.

do not underestimate your enemies

nor overreact...

stress the bow

but do not overglamour

in silent cunning.