When ponderous rain slap earth like rocket We envelope ourselves into big blanket But others lie on the floor without jacket With water rolling from the roof into their bucket There they lie close to their wastebasket
Everybody respects the fog Clothes flee the rope without utterance like a monologue The Rich man take in their dogs Lazarus brings out their mugs Our people go out to struggle in a pirogue
During this rain provision, There is agricultural productivity to the nation But if in excess supply causes erosion Meats added to some pots Others have nothing in short Homes hardly purchase maggot
Vote in dry and vouch when it rains Graduates hustling in the rain People baptised on ATM queue Vehicles visit their hospital Network on vacation Lives and property at stake
*** holes draw the various maps The depth and numbers measure our nation's goodness Wells on our road Is yours as deep as ours? Ours never run dry
Leaders ashamed to fetch from it They splashed it on mama's tomatoes in the market They splashed it on that prophet's white garment Look at the road to our schools Where future leaders learn Look at the road to a leader's village The road to Banks, hospitals,churches, mosque, and shrines
Look at that old man carrying it's bicycle They are splashing it on us Look at that man with splashy cars and manifesto Look at him with cups of rice and promises He is inside his mansion when it rains Look at your body.