Summertime

A Lazy Summer's Day Listen… 

There’s no sound of anger or of annoyance, 

There’re neither cars racing on the highway 

Nor that highway for them to race on, 

There’re neither kids chanting on the playground 

Nor bells calling us to Christianity. There’s neither the cracking of the sky 

Nor the persistent rain pattering on my roof. 

There’s no couple arm in arm to admire the magnificent view 

There’re no drums to feed our ears 

Nor sirens to steal the boredom away 

There’s no unfamiliar wing creeping underneath the November afternoon 

Nor floods to enshroud the thirsty grounds 

The land lies lonely out here 

On this lazy summer’s day 

There’s no pollution to poison the airs 

Nor forests to give them life 

All I hear is the hushing sound of the wind 

Assisting the sand to fall into beautiful undulations 

Stella Sisanda Qishi