Tororot, the God of the Rising Sun

1.       Tororot, the God of the Rising Sun,

Some disturbing thing:

A farmer hang himself on a tree

Because it did not rain

Beside him was his hoe

He was a retired teacher

You know that as much

From his pension

He invested it in soil

And the clouds

As the barren clouds played

Hide and seek, for days on end

Till all his maize farm wilted

This morning, we hear, he walked

To his farm and dispatched himself to you

Tororot, the God of the Rising Sun

You shine and rain, of that I know

But as I saw the limbs a limbo

And looked at his farm, I pitied

This man.

C) Lorot Salem 2011

For a prompt 2011 April PAD Challenge: Day 24 by Robert; a “prayer  poem”