They exhaled air with might
Driving the loathed clouds away
That concealed the SUN
For they had enough
Of darkness, penetrating coldness
Enough of anguish.
The clouds forcibly blown away
The new day came into view
Mirth gripped the masses
As the naked sun rose vividly
Sunbathing era for all had come.
Amazement holds them mute
As the sun emits fatal heat
Faces perspire, contort with pain
Vegetation, streams, rivers dry
Huts turn into infernos
Providing sanctuary to none.
Tongues spit regrets
Of what use in the sun?
We loathed the clouds
For darkness, coldness, sufferance.
We loathe the sun
For its unbearable hotness
What a sad dilemma! !
Dedication: To Hodges Chatepa,
Tras Nampota, Henry Njolomole
and Grey Nkungula for this poem
is a birth child of their intellectual
stimulation.
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