The Downpour Poem by Obodai Sonny

Its cloudy outside,
The chants form the children are hard to ignore as the wind blows our troubles away
Tonight, the rain falls, making our tears less sour, and eventually washing it away
Yes! our crops will have enough to drink;
Making our farmers less poor and giving the outspoken something to say
'Na sika kasa! '
Tonight, we forget about the leakages in our roofs
We unchain our inner children, we let them loose
We are in high spirits, every raindrop feels like a booze
Curfews dont apply, because tonight, even the King is a victim to his rules

Ataa naa ny) m) , Oyiwala d)) (thank you God) ,
Thanks for answering our prayers
Praises run through our cracked lips as our soles thump the waters
But beware! ! ! the wrath of the thunder all you evil doers
May it strike down anyone who plots evil against his brothers
Women cling on to their husbands;
The weather, a natural aphrodisiac to help increase population numbers
For the kids will be sleeping soon and we shall boldly embrace our pleasures

Hope you dont stop crying God,
For it is believed to be your tears
For our ways are too appalling,
So continue to grace us with this chill as some of us are bound for hell
For the heavy downpour is now a drizzle
And soon we will have to face our fears
Curse you sun! and curse your cursed out spells
And bless you moon, for your interventions, i know you wish us well! !
The gleam in our eyes disappear as the drops become countable
Returning to its mundane state as our joy become invisible
For once again the village becomes expendable
So we go back indoors;
To sleep with weapons in hand because we hold anybody in our nightmares accountable..