In Flood Seasons - Poem by Rahman Henry
The Rainy season is but a season of flood in our country.
Rivers come to meet us at our households!
There is water water everywhere
We walk through seasonal rivers
Indeed, Ours is a watery lands
In Flood seasons, we even sleep on water
Recollecting my mom's advice, I wonder
When alive she used to tell us: 'There is a Prophet
Under water, Khwaja Khizar. Never pass water in water! '
I simply wonder:
How a man can live under water for thousands of year!
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