April Showers Bring May Flowers

By Ali Abdullahi

January virus brought the February silence,
February silence brought the March boredom,
March boredom was too much to handle, so in April we got showers to turn off the boring candle,
But it doesn’t change it after all.  We didn’t even get to the best part of it all,
April showers, bring May flowers,
With the May flowers, brings the bees and their hunters,
Now I understand why all things are made in Asia, 
The killer wasps and the contagious virus, yeah they’ll really change ya,
Not seeing anyone outside your family, 
Unless it’s through a call that finna be very boring,
This time we live in is very sad, 
you can’t go to parks or hang with the kewl dude chad
I’d try my hardest to be Dr. Seuss, 
But his way of poetry will really get you confused,
But even during quarantine,
Black people are still getting oppressed, 
A man was jogging through a neighborhood,
And was shot instead of being arrested,
The killers hunted him down in the back of a truck,
Then when the time came their plan had struck,
A dad and his son shot the innocent man, 
Who just wanted to get his muscles grand.
The killers are yet to be arrested,
Stupid isn’t it,
Like how they didn’t even give them anything as small as a ticket,
Black people shouldn’t be feared,
Nor should they be hunted,
We should be treated as normal people, 
Not the ones who don’t deserve privileges,
It’s only May, it doesn’t seem like it’s gonna get better, 
Like what's June gonna bring, 
Zombies that can swim underwater?
That’s all I have to say,
For now at least,
Unless July brings more trouble and the water rises like yeast,
Ok, now I’m for real done, with all the scenarios,
But what if August brings raining poison-tipped flaming arrows?
Ok like I’m done now. I’m serious,  
But what if September is nice to us?