Poem By Adeyemi Joshua
When the mood of the hay change,
And did to rain range.
Then in storm did she speak,
And shattered all beaks*.
In succession, did wind in her pride,
Laughed greatly in her ride.
Pulling weaks and wanks from their origin,
And transported them to the unknown kings.
Bewitched by anger,
Said i to her from afar;
'Who art sent thou,
Thou undisciplined maul?
Why art thou so ruthless in their acts'.
Said i all these to her.
As she in foolishness pride,
Till her arms harmed the cloud,
And did made her cried.