The Houses Of The Common Men Poem by Tony Adah

I am wondering
If I am still on earth
Or transcended to a dark
Planet like Mars
It has just ceased to spatter
On our roofs,
Still the air is humid and hot.
Darkness is upon this place
Where noise is the meal for our ears
From those winged elephants singing
Into our ears
Or the humming sound of the sun
In this darkness
Giving light to the only ones
Rich in this place.
It seems I was sleeping
The flakes of sleep and smudges
Off my eyes
Which gave my heart the knowledge
That public power supply is gone
From the houses of the common men.