Rainy Day Questions, Memories, and Wishes

Sometimes when it rains,
I ask myself why do we need the rain?
I ask why we should be worry?
I ask why we should be cold?
I ask why we should wear warm clothes?

Sometimes when it would rain,
I used to listen to the kids,
when they sang the song:
Chapa chapa imanzi ilokwe yam
Imvula! Imvula!
Iyamanzisa!

Sometimes when it rains,
I wish I could change certain things:
Change the rain to sun,
change the darkness to lightness,
change everything to warm weather.

Sometimes when it rains,
I remember coldness
that makes people sick.
I listen to the rain.
It distracts me while I sleep.
It disturbs me when I am in dreamland.

Sometimes when it rains,
I imagine the snow that comes down
like a big white blanket
doesn't care about umbrella ...
doesn't care about thermal insulated clothes.

Sometimes when it rains,
I imagine the rain.
Where does it come from?
Who brings the rain?
How does it end?

-Ntombozuko Ndude