A Village Rainy Day

Standing by the window as it rains Drenching the ground and filling the drains Croacking frogs in adjacent plains Scuttling pupils in muddy grey pants My widow neighbour with her little kid Walking down along the gravel road A plastic bag covering her head Smiling at me but she looked sad The boy speeding with a green wheelbarrow Rushing for the bridge before it overflow The girl standing akimbo nextdoor As if a ritual to make it rain more They where cuddling as they go My uncle the other I guess was a whore These two where elusive as a riddle Why when raining they go for the jungle