As the chicken hasten
Fear of an impending catastrophe paints polo,
Dogs fight their puppies
As quick they too peddle to their pens...
Empty drums hit the overjoyed soil,
Rust had grown
Dust had grown
Now it's time for tears of the sky to merry.
Life starts to end
Mothers cuddle their infants
Fathers fastens their cows
Youngsters jump with innocence
The empty sky is about to give birth.
The scorched grass
Sways across
Happy for what is about to happen,
Ants hurry
To their hideouts
They too have taken note
Heaven is about to open up.
The great thunder
Hits the earth
With lighting that frightens,
Tears of the sky
Darkens the landscape
Village life comes to a standstill,
In our corridors we look at the harrowing polo,
Our shambas are a week old.
Tears of the sky
Now tears in our eyes…
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I would like to translate this poem
ears of the sky Darkens the landscape Village life comes to a standstill, In our corridors we look at the harrowing polo, ... great and powerful imagination to see the rain as the cry of the heavens. thank u dear poet. tony