The Afternoon Sounds Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri

A lonely worker chipped away at the neighbor’s roof,
A leaking roof between the sky and my neighbor
When the sky poured torrents of rain on his head.
The hammer-beats echoed in the hollow afternoon,
Interspersed by a yellow-black bird’s tireless notes.
The notes came from our dead standing brown tree
Which was still hosting beautiful yellow-black birds,
While awaiting final execution by the municipal Axe.