When It Rains Poem by Kporho Vwede Daniel

WHEN IT RAINS

When ponderous rain slap earth like rocket
We envelope ourselves into big blanket
But others lie on the floor without jacket
With water rolling from the roof into their bucket
There they lie close to their wastebasket

Everybody respects the fog
Clothes flee the rope without utterance like a monologue
The Rich man take in their dogs
Lazarus brings out their mugs
Our people go out to struggle in a pirogue

During this rain provision,
There is agricultural productivity to the nation
But if in excess supply causes erosion
Meats added to some pots
Others have nothing in short
Homes hardly purchase maggot

Vote in dry and vouch when it rains
Graduates hustling in the rain
People baptised on ATM queue
Vehicles visit their hospital
Network on vacation
Lives and property at stake

Pot holes draw the various maps
The depth and numbers measure our nation's goodness
Wells on our road
Is yours as deep as ours?
Ours never run dry

Leaders ashamed to fetch from it
They splashed it on mama's tomatoes in the market
They splashed it on that prophet's white garment
Look at the road to our schools
Where future leaders learn
Look at the road to a leader's village
The road to Banks, hospitals, churches, mosque, and shrines

Look at that old man carrying it's bicycle
They are splashing it on us
Look at that man with splashy cars and manifesto
Look at him with cups of rice and promises
He is inside his mansion when it rains
Look at your body.

©KPORHO VWEDE DANIEL
A.k.a GENERAL ALI OFFICIAL