WHY SUCH IN A HASTE?

 

Why such in a haste

Why can’t you wait

To wait, to embrace it

Hug it. Cuddle it. And let it

Fondle your skin

Make your skin wet like a bedraggled chicken
Yet I hear you on the street

Shouting

Saying

It’s raining

You’re hiding under

Stores, under sheds

Under opened umbrellas

But why?

Why can’t you await this raining?

This raining

Taking a taste of your skin asking and saying

You do have a beautiful skin

Is it rosemary or musk or ginger?

Why can’t you await this raining?

This raining

Beating your head

It can’t bore hole into it

This raining

Beating your skin

It can’t erode dermis of it.

But why can’t you just stroll in this raining

And feel the supple hands of rainy reason?

 

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry

 

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