I love the rain, but
i love the rain
i love the pouring sound of tears from the skies
i love the sound of thunder shouting
“here you go”
i love the cold wind that clears the air
but there is a vendor down the street
who cannot sell today
there are homeless souls
sleeping outside under the rain tonight
there are homes collapsing
in the towering hills
the vegetables the old lady
hoped to sell today
have quietly spoiled
there is a little girl
who lost her dad tonight
because it rained
one’s joy is another’s tragedy
i love the rain, but
it must not rain forever
