Monsoon Madness

Like Broken thumbs on jungle drums the mind benumbs in time, incessant beat beneath the sheets of pouring rain aligns the monsoon with the swelling pain of never going home again I feel the rhythm in my brain I'm soon to lose my mind The cargo floats on past the docks, the vessel takes a thousand shocks, the universe around us rocks, we're waiting for a sign. Some transient message in the air, some sanctifying that you care, we've taken all that we can bear, It's not that faith is blind, It's just this everlasting night, is filled with horrors burning bright, our hearts can't take another fright or hope is left behind. reach out a hand and help a friend, out of the dark , where we have been, it's been a year since I fell in, the choice therefore.............. is thine.