Did I Just Hear Myself Complain Poem by Phillip Nine Mafunga

I woke up this morning
Expecting a shower or an incessant February drizzle
This is rather the norm towards the tip end of summer
Autumn is still weeks away
But it seems the weather has other thoughts today
How I wish I had the words to tell you what it feels like today
How it feels to, suddenly, have winter chills in summer
The child in me begins to question what my teachers taught me!
But the adult in me seems to have the answers; blame global warming,
As if I understand what that means at all!
For all I see, in this COVID-19 induced quiet,
Nature has had time to replenish.
I wish I could describe the beauty of the Mosi Oa Tunya now
The mighty unperturbed roar and the serenity of the surroundings
The nostalgic pristine smell of yore
As the sprays reach beyond the city centre again!
Clouds seen kilometers and kilometers away; smoking over the city skies once more!
It has been long until nature decided to revolt.
Could we say COVID-19 was providential?
I wish I had the clarity of speech to paint the beauty
But it is cold today; very unusual in this part of the world.
I am not sure if I am complaining, for even baboons have not paid us any visits today!
It's wet and cold; did I just hear myself complain?
28 February 2021