Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Rain

Rain


She sits in the heavens,
Looking down but always with us.
It brings her confusion;
Why we’ll bicker, fight and fuss.
Wishes she could fix it,
But leave us to our nature she must.

She will never understand why.
A tear rolls down her cheek, she cries…

Rain


An angel in full glory,
More to bear witness to our acts.
She wants to interfere,
Yet knows this is against her pact.
She cannot do a thing,
She is helpless on our behalf.

Watches as another innocent dies,
As her eyes fill yet again, she cries…

Rain


She tries to touch our hearts,
To help save us from our own ways.
But we never listen,
We linger in anguish our days.
Content with grief and sorrow,
Completely blinded by our haze.

Inhumanity through her eyes,
Tears falling off her chin, she cries…

Rain


Until we change she continually cries,
Can we stop it falling from the skies…

Rain

G. Langmoore March 27,2011
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