Caught In a Deluge

The pouring rain ricocheting in your ear Now dearest there is but naught to fear Fluctuating rhythmatic ransom notes nigh Just another drop of venom shall make us cry The introspection of an unyielding inspection Yielded nothing upon these reflections The pouring rain ricochets in your fears Tasting blood the wicked now can hear Run My darling as tempests swirl and sway Our little one is gone this day So now holy father to whom do we pray Signs of light flicker in the darkest corner We must never become the lonesome mourner Retaining faith deep in solid steel reserves Like vigilant warriors of light whom he preserves Today they were found, and got what they deserve Stand Tall like the oaks he commands respect Dear God no longer should we detect The burning feelings of our own inadequacy Driven over the years to such lunacy Tears rolling down the faces of regret We did everything without a fret Bleeding hearts now atone with brows of sweat Fall