Why cometh the storm and the hurricane
Raging beasts that tear down the farmers grain
Wheat and rye planted under Sun’s bane
With sweats, hunger and a prayer for rain
Why cometh the mysterious stab of disease
The hunter who steals the limbs of youth and ease
Plunging peoples into this frantic search for release
And in ruin, and waste, laying many a rapturous creed
Why?
Why cometh envy, distrust and jealousy
Tending in our ‘pious’ hearts, the wraiths of anarchy
Brother against brother; Love, guest in hates boundary
Genuineness devoid; ugliness, cowrie of the gods’ county
Why cometh death, the shameless whore in an oysters shell
Sucking voraciously the nubile essence of Nature’s spell
Life! The tender fire billowing in this warm crater evil befell
Bowing out suddenly to the hungry kiss of the belle
Why?
Why this endless, vigorous struggle in nature
This never ending chase through which our lives, we alter
Always chaotic: with our needs, our world we ignorantly batter
Leaving the legacies willed, forgotten in the ensuing languor
25/06/2012
Ohmston Weth
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Why has no answer. The truth is…. Without struggle, there’s no competition. Life becomes uninteresting.
You are right . . . but still sometimes the struggle is so . . .
This is very beautiful. A time when nature is fighting back at the neglect and intolerance it has suffered in the hands of mankind.
Thanks man. With the floods amongst other things currently ravaging Nigerians, one cannot but ask, why? Why this struggle that never ends?
Fine poetry.
Thanks
Questions begetting more questions.
Sometimes it makes you wonder what it all means, this life.
I wonder about it, everyday. Glad you enjoyed it, Sir.
I found some of the rhymes hard pressed but the message is pretty engaging