Nature's Fury (The Deluge)
As the month of June draws near,
Summer loosens its fiery grip,
Cool blows the wind, sweeping the humid air,
And dark clouds gather in distant skies.
Sound of thunder falls in rumbling notes,
Flash of lightning sears the sky,
Soon comes the sound of falling rain,
Pitter - Patter, it falls on roofs and walls.
Rain has come after a scorching spell,
Bathing the Earth in splendid shower,
It washes the leaves in sparkling green,
And fills up every pond and well.
Fishes dance in winding streams,
Frogs croak in pools of green,
Children play with paper boats,
Puddle or pool, they hardly care.
Deep or shallow they never gauge,
In tire less cheer they splash and swim,
Elders scream at their yippee pranks,
The muddy water drives them mad!
II
As it rains for days on end,
Rivers swell and hollows fill,
Land mass slips and trees fall,
Hurricane comes and oceans rise,
Waves surf and waters roar,
Like mountains, they lash at receding shores,
Fisher men evicted from thatched huts,
Helter-skelter, they flee for life.
Lands inundate and folks marooned,
Epidemics break loose, livestock perish,
Crops fail and misery prevails,
Havoc wreaks and penury strikes.
As Nature plays her perfidious trick,
We stand aghast, unable to move or act,
Horror strikes us dazed and dead.
When the Deluge chants the dirge of dying souls!
poem by Valsa George
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