HARMATTAN By Oduogu Victor
Gradually the rains give way Easily made,are hays Our sun blazes Little fire set bushes ablaze The moon happily glows Our joy,overflows It's harmattan
Windy and suny weather Weak roses wither Radiant stars display It's time for moonlight play Dust units our cars All brown including corollas It's harmattan
We the Africans Become like the Americans The swift wind marching Serves as our drying machine The parky morning dew Our snow is now due It's harmattan
I love harmattan Our lifestyles, it patterns Used plates are cleansed quickly Else the particles crust quietly Our soft lips crack So less we chuckle
Harmattan,reminds me of Christmas Same goes for other Christians It's a memorable season For a special reason Christ's birth,we celebrate Poor we,He has made celebrants