The Rain Poem by Obed Akuma

The Rain



A dark cloud passes across the sky
Casting a shadow on the farmer
Filled with dust as he tills
Lightining cracks and all goes quiet
Helter skelter, to and fro, everybody runs
To hide from the impending rain
But the farmer oblivious of the thunder bolt
Oblivious of the helter and skelter around him
Oblivious of the lightining cracks
The hoe goes up and down
Up and down, up and down
Spiling dust all over him
Thud, thud, thud, the drops fall on him
The drops fall on the soil he has been tilling
In his mind he smiles
In his mind a ray of hope is kindled
Its been months and months and months without a dropp of rain
Yet one day he always hopes it will rain
And yes that day is has come
The day of rain is here
The latter rain
He is glad he carried a bowl of seeds with him
He was always ready carrying it every morning to the field
And every eveining back home
Hoping one day it will rain when he is the field
And today it has rained
Indeed he is sowing
The seeds to your heart, to my heart
And waiting for the harvest, the eternal harvest
Will you join him?

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Obed Akuma

Obed Akuma

Nyamira County, Kenya
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