Dust in August

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When I was younger, 
I was warned August comes with rain 
Persistent pitter-pattering drops 
Described I know not why as cats and dogs  

When I was younger, 
I saw rain in August 
The vale shining like tin roofing sheets in the sun 
And Abelikpien singing a mouth-full chorus 

When I was younger, 
I danced in the pattering rain with naked feet 
Heedless of Mama's caution 
Only dreading Daddy's whip 


Village Boy Impressions - The Seasons at Home 


When I was younger, 
I loved to lie awake during the August downpour
To hear the vibrating rhythm of the rain
On the tin roof over my head

When I was younger, 
I saw the walls come tumbling in August
Walked dank and dicey paths
And plunged into the brim-full stream


Village Boy Impressions - The Mighty Abelikpien


Now I am older,
There is no rain, no tumbling walls
No singing streams, no flooded vales
Only scorching sun and withering crops
What can have happened to August?



Sandema

August 13, 2020



Location: Sandema, Ghana

Comments

  1. Selina1:14 pm, August 14, 2020

    Love this poem. Gave me memories from when I was younger. As I read I asked myself, what could have happened since there was no more rain like it used to be. The last stanza shared my thought!!

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    1. John Akanvariyuei Agandin8:39 pm, August 14, 2020

      Thanks for reading my dear Selina. The same questions led me to compose this poem. So much is changing, not only the climate.

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