Flood

Water peeps, first; seeps in then; flows fluently fast, Fills the courtyard; gets into our homes; pools unasked; Checks the shelves and cupboards; as though a C.I.D, Or authorized Income-Tax Officer on raid...! Knees-level; we look through windows; Water! Water! Huts half-sunk; trees river-engulfed; liquid terror! Breeze, as though annoyed, howls, prowls, blows tempestuous! Humbly break and fall boughs of trees ingenuous...! Snakes, centipedes, millipedes, poisonous lizards, Congregate as per species; torment as hazards; Electric lines broken; communication blocked, We find ourselves in lone islands; existence shocked...! Rays of hope within, yet, in corners of heart, glows, We all start helping each other; breeze of love blows; Floating trunks turn lifebuoys, saving the drowning, Amid flood, meaning of life turns as life-giving...! 27 January 2022 A STRAND (1060) Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Brian Strand