This Weather Is Unfavourable To Me Poem by DOMINIC PREMPEH

I wake up in the morning to a brighter day
Sooner, the weather changes
With dust-filled dry winds striking my skin
The whole vicinity becomes pale; with poor visibility
The cold piercing air makes bathing an unusual ceremony
And I religiously cling to my bed deep into the day

My lips are drier than dry; with small openings
And I do constantly lick them like a sweet lollipop
Thank God my heels are not dry and open like others
But my skin is liquid-less; no matter the cream I smear on
I feel dry, all over with a weirdly-dry voice
And I am never myself, I tell you

I am not sick, but not well; for I'm pale and weak
I blow my nose now; and soon become breathless
Sneezing and coughing simultaneously
And emitting phlegm in masses
I don't like this weather, I tell you
For it is never favourable to me

(6th Jan.,2016; Ofoase)