The Early Morning Rain. Poem by Tony Adah
The Early Morning Rain.
The clouds droop and bow
To the humble earth where the rain
Splatter on tin clad roofs
And gusts of air through the window
Hit a log on sleepers' bed.
Some light flicker and twinkle
Across waving palms of coconut fronds
In the great storm of the coming rain
Lying barrels make a rolling noise
The rain poured and poured
Then drizzle in tiny drops
And send the sleepers back
To their first death.
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