Rain, Flood And Fire - Poem by Richard Antwi
It was the 22nd of June,2015
The beautiful country of Ghana
The 'Gold Coast' mourned their hundreds
Ghana woke up to see the worst of the worst
Two days of torrential rain
Left streets flooded, folks drowning
People running aloft and downhill for shelter
Found none, but in Petrol station
Alas, did they realise,
They were running from ‘flying pan to fire.’
In a twinkle of an eye,
The station fully packed like sardine
All for a safe haven
Boom, Boom, Boom! ! !
Sounds of a mighty fire!
Scattered and dotted like vagrant
Where to run and where to hide?
To burn in fire OR,
To be drown in flood
To many people,
It was just like the judgement day
Balls of fire, exploding everywhere!
Speeding up like lightening
Mercilessly massacring the masses
Just in a flash
More than hundred and half people gone astray!
Catastrophe, devastation and unprecedented!
In the narration of Ghana!
To the dead, I say:
Fare thee well!
And to families, the entire nation,
Cometh the resurrection day
With fresh skin, soul and mind
There’ll be joy in the morning
Embracing each other
Hallelujah and Hosanna, we shall sing!
May your souls rest in perfect peace! ! !
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