Tell The Rain Poem by Okim Otu

Tell the rain
Her heap on cloud is glooming
And heavy as loads of grain
And has made sunlight wane.

Tell the rain
As it is long we saw her showering,
The earth is now drain
And drought proudly reign.

Tell the rain
That bees and butterflies are starving,
The plant's stem is feign,
No flower, no nectar nor grain.

Tell the rain,
That streams and rivers are drying,
Her little drops to gain,
That their beauty they may regain.

Tell the rain
Please tell the rain.