RAINFALL IN AMASIRI

A dark garment clads the heaven's face
Her heavy eyelids, like a turbulent haze,
Drooped in despair. A shaft of lightening
And a rumble of distant thunder claps--quaking,
As large pillows of clouds were forming,
Blotting out the tired grey sun.
Villagers--men, women and school children
To their homes came hurrying.

And then,
A patter of rain beyond measure
Came marching down on rooftops
Like  the clash of two armies on a battle field
Disgorging drops swelled the bottomless gutters;
The arid earth got drunk on swampy floodwater.

"How swift has the heaven's rage come upon us?
"It grieves my soul that we are affected
By the muss of an erstwhile flood."
Yet, some revel, count gains and comfort
"The world is doomed to extinction!" Others thought.