Black Boy Review

RAINDROP (by Light Obi)

How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.

Dried skin,
cracking like rusty hinges;
crying in subdued protest,
against the tyranny of the
sun.

Parched earth-
contracting before the
harsh hamattan haze-
her pores,petition redemption
from the sky’s wet part.

…my dry skin.
…the dead earth,
Petition relieve from above!

The sky thickened in response
and hid the smouldering sun
and healed my scalded skin
…the cracking earth-
with the soothing kiss of
a raindrop.

*Light Obi is a poet and shortstory writer. “Raindrop” is culled from his forthcoming publication; “A Mourner’s Mantra”.

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