This poem was written by a gringo student living and experiencing recent events here in San Jose. Enjoy!
You might see an avalanche being a threat But here we are more worried about the rain Seven inches in one day, though we mustn’t fret Only believe that God will becalm the downfall
The very audible assonant bass sound of the rain And its beau the thunder and lightning The badgering wind throwing the droplets onto you is a pain When writing a ballad on the azure sky that lays above
With the rain comes the atrocious cold We have to bundle up to escape it So baleful that it awakens the household So we bask by the fire athirst for warmth
Drinking authentic Costa Rican coffee We sit on the front porch Nibbling on bits of tasty toffee Beaming with beatitude for our benison of having a shelter
Bemoaning for those lost in the many mud slides Grateful for the benevolence by the people helping While we stay in our comfortable home and hide Wondering when the horrendous storm will halt