SKY AND CONCEPTION

The sky must be female
Goes through all cycles
It can pick a thunder seed
And let the world hear of its delivery

II
It can get pregnant
With clouds, the sky,
And make sure the earth is soaked like a  cotton cloth
Sometimes hoarding triplets by adding thunder and lightning

III
It picks seed of the sun
And delivers heat so unbearable
Making many seek
Coolers unseen
The sky is a woman

IV
Of course, it is a woman
It’s mood swings are unbearable
But it holds the power of light and darkness
And hides behind its children
To bless and curse
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015