Cats And Dogs Poem by Nkululeko Mdudu

Watch, the rain is falling
Waters pouring
On roofs, on grass, on mother’s child.
Wait, the seas are flooding
Dams are breaking
Rolling waters running wild

Trickle trickle here and there
Drizzle drops from cosmic air
Falling from the atmosphere
Peache, plums and prickly pear

What good does it do?
Except drown the ants
That sting my feet on rosy mornings,
And burn the heat of spring October

Roar… goes the mountain lion
Flash… goes the whip of wonder
And when pita-patter comes to flatter
The roots that reign deep down under
suddenly..... I remember

“Oh we need the rain,
For our crops and our cattle.
We need the rain for economic gain,
And for relief in the heat of battle”

Now those words; since I’ve grown older,
Seem to make some sense to me.
It went up in smoke only to wait for times
When we needed the rain to be.