A Moonless Summer Night In My Village

A poem about some bad aspects of my native village

Lights of the thousands of stars
Don't seem enough for such a night;
You miss the moon badly
Who can make the night bright.

Without proper transportation,
Without supply of electricity,
Life here is so different,
Deprived of city-like facility.

A moonless night of summer,
Is not a piece of cake.
If you're going for a hike ,
Don't panic if you encounter a snake.

Among the sounds of toads and cockroaches,
When One sound appears different
Do you need your Grand'ma to confirm you
"This is the sound of a serpent."