Rainy Season in Amakohia
Ovations of thunderclaps herald
This unwanted arrival,
On these messy streets wallow
Drenched monarchs and paupers,
Surely, the rain honours no one.
This tempest knows not their fear,
Its ally-the wind, pulls off roofs.
With zeal, the roads send dreaded runoffs,
A little while, homelessness beckons.
Shouting matches, cries, tears, curses
Of these dwellers tickle not the rain.
Its ears are blocked and sold for a kobo,
Amakohia’s bane is the stubborn storm.
When calmness extends its peaceful arm
To this place, they shall merry no more.
Tottering footsteps inspired by bottles of booze
Shall be made firm by reflections.
*Amakohia: A suburb of Owerri, Nigeria.
(C) Echezonachukwu Nduka 2013