poetry

When I was a child I always saw our roof was like being remove from the wood. It's just a nipa hut also, that's why it's easily to have hole's on it. It's raining today and even if today our rooftop is not nipa hut. I'm still afraid that rooftop might have hole's and we can't sleep well at night. That's why I'm making this piece..

"BAD WEATHER"

The wind has sound.
The leave's moving.
Rain start's falling.
Thunder start's clamping.

Tree's look's like dancing.
You can't find people walking.
House's kill the light's.
Afraid for electricity shortage.

Bad weather please stop.
Our roof is nipa hut.
Rain's fell through the holes.
No money for galvanized iron.

The world seems sad.
Everytime the weather is bad.
Little children are crying.
Animals are murmuring.

Bad weather please stop.
Many people will go outside.
To find money for their food.
And other's has no shelter to sleep.

thanks for reading..