Hanging Bats

While passing through the hilly town ways Intercrossing the forest ways Into a secluded compound Of bushes and trees wild and exotic, Tall-tall timber trees and others, I used to see the bats making a noise At eve upside down the overgrown tree Hanging by branches so many in number Crying and calling and quarelling Waiting for darkness to deepen The big-big blackly bats Away into the wild and bushy campus The bats blackly hanging and crying, Encircling around, hanging by, Getting ready for the start, Let the eve darken!