the rain…..
coming down incessantly
like washing the sin from yesterday
somehow we knew
when it poured down last year
and the year before
we embraced it dearly
we stood our ground
and saw the water rose
our things floated
the chickens drowned
the cats scrambled to the roof
and the snakes slithered up the treetops
we hoped and prayed for a lesser punishment
so our elderlies can find a safer place
the sick can be helped
…. in any way we could
the river ran fiercely
with no mercy , no empathy
as it’s going downstream
the logs and debris were dragged along
it thrilled and roared majestically
the sound of disaster
the calamity was about to follow
we stood there by the riverbank
listening to the fiery stories
the river told
and we believed as nature never lied
but we could not do anything
except to go back and find a little sampan
to take us to the higher ground
or waited for someone to rescue us
life was brutal
it served and punished
so we persevered
to believe as sunshine
will come back …….
alhamdulillah…..
sunshine in December
a glittering hope in the gloomy sky.
