The Hurricane Poem by SylvaOnyema (SUPER.T) Ubah

With a blossom heart
Wind whistled
Breeze blew
Knocking
Carrying stomach
Of cardinal corners

Whirl wind carrying gases
Of dry violent wind
Slapping the roofs
Slicing the walls

Flooded tears
Walking gallantry in their house
A harvest of waters!

Tears
Locked up in the rivers
Like helpless goats
To be slaughtered for sacrifice

The rustle windstorm
Smoking with lightening

Mountainous thunder
Blowing trumpet of war
Like bomb blast on their roofs

They struggled
They tumbled
In the prison yard of nature

Watching with tied handcuffs
Windstorm like armed-robbers
Still their belongings

Naked, desolate, homeless
They stand

Swallowing
Bitter pills of liberty

But the gentle breeze from Heaven
Shall with a smile
Rejuvenate in a fortress
These lost golden sheep