It is been a hot day
with no breeze
turns out sultry.
Exhaustion catches up
I spend the day
sweating all the more.
It is nothing new to me
as I am a native,
born and bred in this place.
This day appears worse
predicting the dog days
that will be in the next months.
Fearing the oppressive heat
I sulk. The other place I can go
will be hotter than this one.
Destined to live in hot tropics
I pass my days with little
hope of seeing snow.
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