Cuckoo

It seems cuckoo returned  this time
For mango festival a little too early.

Its calls coaxed rains to drop silver
Under an  Ashoka tree in  fruit fall

Recent yellow and ripe gray fruits,
Proving  television weather wrong.

Raindrops fall upon parasite brood
Now a black crow’s  responsibility

The black crow would raise chicks
From its  monsoon indiscretions.

But koel’s mango song is so sweet
Around stones tongues lick clean

That wagging tongues skip morals
And forgive lack of responsibility.

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