Harmattan by Tukur


Clumsy weather;
Dust and dry,
Almost lethal.
Skins are fried.
Wrinkled surface
Peels on pores.
Healing bruises,
Even sores.
Pinching eyeballs.
Frozen nose.
Icing waters;
Warm to cold.
Freezing every
These and those.
Boiling waters,
Burning coals.
Dirts, particles
Here and there.
Smokes adorning
Tens of layers;
Wrapped on torsos,
Limbs also.
Bodies shiver
High and low
Furnace, burners
Widows closed;
Happening every
Every year but

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