Rain-Drops
There
came
the
storm
From
the
west,blowing
And
sweeping
thro
the
Land
of
Owerri....
People
rushing
to
and
fro,
Looking
for
shelthers.
Ladies
falling
from
pencil
Heeled
shoes,alas!
thud!
Came
the
sound......
Splashing
pool
of
water
to
Passers-
by
drenched
by
Pelting
sound
of
rain-
Drops.....children
pelting
Down
the
hill,looking
for
Rescue
from
the
Unwelcome-
stranger.
Blow!
Blow!
thou
gentle
Wind
from
east,thou
Saintly
visage,disperse
This
un-
wanted
guest
From
the
west.
Allow
folks
feel
the
warmth
of
sun
once
Again!
Copyright © Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu | Year Posted 2013
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