Rain on me

Rain on me

Pounding pellets

Fast and furious

Rain on me

Whet my palate

A starving nation

Undignified by the stroking heat

A begging nation

Whose souls vibrance dims

Beckoning, hearkening

To a soulless pit that swallows souls eternally

Sure as dust blows on my bony ashes

The flag at half mast flows

On the barren lands

Rain on me

Let the thunderous storms come

Lightning light us up

Anything is better than the deceiving calm and quite the queer quiet

Rain on me

Till my mothering nature subsides

And incur the holy father’s wrath

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