Jokpeme Joseph Omode

Rookie (12th August 1990 / kpokpogri in Delta State, Nigeria)

Thunderstorm - Poem by Jokpeme Joseph Omode

I have been observing;
Season unto season,
Time unto time
The vicissitudes that come to us
Mortals from time to time.

The cloud is pregnant,
Ready to deliver.
Causing a great deal of panic and discomfort.
The clouds hurrying with the wind,
Turning sharply here and there.

Thunder which have been sleeping
Throughout the dry season
Now spitting out fire
And shooting the loudest guns
With the mightiest of bullets in the rainy season.

The wind whistles by with rushing sound
And the trees bend to let it pass.
The clouds are whirling,
Waves rolling onto the beach,
Thunder rumbling in the distance,

The wind whistles by with rushing sound;
The leaves trembles in the breeze,
Man and animals alike
Trembles in the breeze,
Running helter-skelter

For safety and cover
As the rainstorm of life
Takes shape in form of vicissitudes
That come to us mortals
From time to time.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 14, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 14, 2011

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