Physcopathic Weather.

Poem By SY Wong ...

The weather is liken to a human that needs psychiatric treatment
From sadness to laughter
From a silence to some bouts of screams
From coolness to true heat
Its effect echos from pole to pole
Truly, the weather has no true feelings
It laughs and cries at the same time
The worst is unpredictable, does more harm than fun
Rain and shine at the same time.

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The weather is the psychiatrist of human life!


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