The country side

6 am ,the rising sun peeks from thep distant hills  over the horizon
The last man is already in the garden
The hoe moves up and down
The body sways with every swing
The sheer strength like a bulls
The sweat covers the muscles
The herdsmen have already gone to the grazing land
They milked the cows under the cover of dark by the fire
The move looking for the best fields
1 pm ,the sun has already travelled past half the sky
The gardener hit the other side of the field
The herds men have beaten their cows to the best fields
The herds men water Thier cows as the seek shade of the lonely trees of the Savannah
The scorching sun sends them swimming in the dam
The pans crack and crack like an industrial park
For its lunch time
6 pm,the sun is tired and he is going to rest after a long journey
The farmers are back from the garden and dinner is ready
The herds men beat their cows and lead them to the kraal
The milking was done at 3 it's now time for the claves to enjoy
The day has come to an end the sun takes a nap
But the young lads lead to the village grounds
The bon fire is lit ,the graceful mothers of the future
And the fathers of the future here they will meet and chat away the night
The young girls around mommy in the kitchen around the fire
She trains them on how to develop the next generation
The young boys around grandfather outside his hut
He tells them stories of the past
And then the night sets the owls howl the night away
And in circles life continues
Country boy