It was a dark gloomy day,
it was pouring rain.
However, there was something odd.
There was no pitter patter of the rain.
There was no cling against the metal roofing.
There wasn't even the sound of kids playing in puddles.
It was so quiet,
so overwhelming.
Was I too greedy?
Mother always said greed causes bad luck.
I love the sound of rain,
but now it was silent.
The only thing I can hear is the thoughts in my head.
Had I gone deaf?
Was I just that unlucky?
Guess I was,
my mother had been calling me this whole time.
I didn't hear a single thing.
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