WRITTEN BY: NeptunePoet ✍️ (Omar Sarr)

The sound of summer
Beats like a double edge sword
A tragic muse on play
Three pleasures, three plaques
Rule the strings of a guitar

In the thunder
Come the storm
In the heart
Come the shake
On the beach
Come the burble
In the hall
Come the rave

Blissful birds
Know the praise
Of summer morn
Good evil rain
Water the grass
But rumble the house

Summer the pleasure
Summer the plight
Summer the oxymoron
Of my poem’s title;
The Good Evil

NeptunePoet ✍️

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