Thunder crashing overhead
Raindrops pelting on my head
Silver streaks of lightning flash
Thunderhead clouds together crash
Dark as hell is the sky above
The Devil’s giving the world a shove

Steaming mangroves riverside
Roots like spider’s legs astride
Rain hits river and waters meet
Floodplains wash beneath our feet
Shaking now with ancient fears
Scared to death of the Devil’s tears

Corrugated roofs scream in pain
Battered by incessant rain
Trees are bending ‘neath the weight
Leaves being washed amid the spate
Puddles form and channels fill
The Devil scores “1” the others “Nil”

Children huddle under mothers’ skirts
Ears well covered the thunder hurts
Frightened to face the thing outside
Family myths are coming alive
Thinking back if they’ve done wrong
Don’t want the Devil to take them along

Humidity clings like Hades’ steam
Despite the constant drenching stream
There is no need to be outdoors
Clothes are soaked from sweating pores
They say that fear can make you sweat
And the Devil is ready to take your bet

The thunder springs from the Devils throat
And lightning bolts from his hands just float
It’s the tears from his eyes when he’s in pain
That really accounts for all that rain
All these tales we need to ban
A tropical storm is God’s watering can.