The Moon At Noon Poem by Francis Kokutse

These are days we never expected
and these are times that should not
have come to meet us on our journey;
these are not moments that one would
wish for himself or anyone near you;
these are not things that we can say with
our mouths because they are strange.

We have heard things that no ear
has ever heard and our parents
never saw with their eyes;
we have been inflicted with pains that
no human being can stand!

These are in deed not normal times
they are days that no one has heard
of and no one would ever describe
because the human mind has no
clue what all this is about.

Did you see the tortoise walking on
its back all the way to the riverside?
and with what eyes did you take to look?
my eyes have become blind and my
mouth sealed because of these
strange things that have come
to visit us these days.

It is the sun that reigns in the noon time
with the heat serving him from the skies
but today the moon has decided to hold
court at a time it should be sleeping
and the stars have also woken up to
serve the moon at a time we should be
up working on our farms.

These are strange times indeed
and so should one be surprised
to hear the cockrel sing at the noon-time?
would one be surprised to see the
bats marching past the village
square before their waking up time?