Rainfall in An African Village

In the village,

darkness sweeps through,

amidst blinding flashes,

and the rumbling of the sky's belly

as the winds blow in,

dust and fog follow.

dark clouds come hurrying with them

the trees sway - this way and that

to the whistling of the breeze,

as open windows and doors shut.

the iron roofs rattle

in rhythm to the song.

piles of waste dance around.

Screams of delighted children fill the air

as they dash off, naked,

like migrating birds,

turning and turning with the winds.

their mothers rushing after them.

older children come, hurry in from the stream

their pots of water spilling along.

A deafening roar of thunder,

preceded by flashes of lightning

shake the grounds

as women, girls,

race to retrieve flapping clothes.

amidst the uproar, comes

the pelting drops of rain.

Reviews

[Eusuna]

You really manage to provide the reader with those inner pictures of what is taking place Love it.

[Seyi Ojenike]

Thank you very much for the review.

[John the Baptist]

A very nice word picture of a common natural event here. Puts one right in the scene. Well done.

[Seyi Ojenike]

Wow, thanks a lot. Really appreciate.