DRYNESS

   DRYNESS   by G. Ogbenigho

 

The sands breathes out dust

Grasses feeling her ripe age

Gale in frustration lust

Her away from the cage

Fires ply’s through the bush

Each ply as slap or push

Quite perplexed

The way the days now prepared

Hawk afar peeps at a friend

The dogs cries of the hare

And all loose the trend

Of life and end in care

The dry throat crack

Waters on the ocean gone

Fishes dried on the rack

No more to stool but turn.

Now we look at each other

Our hands coarsed

Our nose disturb by order

Why should we go Boss

 

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