Come O' Ye Rain. Poem by Tony Adah

Come O' ye rain
To wet the earth's seared tongue and throat
The grass wilt into straw
And tuck their tufts in the earth
That's been fried for sometime
Lifeless they await thy succour.

Come O' ye rain
And give the lilies their garments
Of pink and red to clothe
The naked earth.
Come O' ye rain
To revive the shriveling crops
And avert a looming famine
Coming like a tornado.

Come O' ye rain
That the children may wash away
The dust that makes them
Look like some hands in a flour mill
Come O' ye rain!