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The Fight Back

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Where are the showers?  That should be greening the fields?  The rains should be here A good month since.  Where is the morning dew?  We should be turning the soft loamy earth, planting seeds, tending the offshoots, looking forward t o the harvest already. Instead, we are trapped in this  rainlessness, this heat, and  lifeless brown.      Where is the new grass? that should be returning the cows, t o health and freshness? Where is the new saplings, That is the delight of the sheep and the goats? It is not lateness  when the fields  are brown in June. It is not lateness, w hen the stream is dry in August  It is the fightback, t he revolt of an ailing Earth.  The rainmaker is sick;  exhausted  from our plunder, our exploitation, our g nawing, burning, breaking,  pumping, dumping… From all of our greed. All of our poison!  Droughts where once were floods Floods where once were deserts And everywhere, are D...

Dust in August

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 Aug...