Sky Poem by Olatunde Temitayo
Sky
Sky! This is your sad season
The groaning hours have come
Arriving here with reason
Your weeping time is born
To shed tears on lands
And fertile the barren lands
Filled with dry sands
Sky! Tell thunder its time to sing dirge
Tell him to shout at lands' pests
Tell him to roar at farm's parasites
Who are terrorists in plants' domicile
Poet: O.Tayo Gyp
20/04/2014
Sky tell thunder to sing, its the time for, beautiful imagination and nice observation.
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