The Storm Poem by PAUL OGUDA

There was total darkness

Then the storm began

I was on my way home

Clutching my raincoat tightly

I walked on

The breeze and rainfall went on

Making me to sway

From side to side

Pushing me away from the road

Croaking loudly were frogs

And toads

I stepped into potholes

Splashing water allover my clothes

My white trousers

I felt them being soiled

By muddy waters

Then I thought I saw something

I didn’t pretend it was nothing

For I stood on my tracks

As thunder and lightning struck

I was breathing heavily

Allover my body sweating profusely

For someone was coming…

Coming

Like a ghost he kept walking

Like a stone he wasn’t talking

I moved for him to pass

As I felt no pulse

Then he stood close to me

I moved back a little

And said hi!

Then from the sky

Came another bolt of lightning

And from the man came a shinning

Length of blade

I thought of smiling

Then of running

But I found myself moaning

Warm blood dripping

To my white trousers

I groaned for I couldn’t scream

Blood kept on streaming

Warming my ice cold hands

My head spun around

Then I saw a bright light

I started feeling dizziness

Then I saw darkness

As I fell to my death

Water and blood splashed

As soon as I hit the ground

With the knife getting deeper

In to the wound.