Drums rolled loud in sky
Drops on Earth did fast ply
Patchy troupe, few had only fallen
Moving forward their steps harden
Loud was their shout fast was theie roll
Lightening reprimanded as drops poured
“Why Sir!why do you not let us go
George in field awaits for seeds to sow!
They hark friends to pray for your kindness
What impede you from removing their barreness
Look at their eyes tearful awaiting
Ready are their fields all dug up sweating!”