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when the clouds turn gray the sky turns dark there’s no running because the rain doesn’t have eyes unlike the hills the rain can’t see more like cupid it is blind when it rain everyone is getting wet rain doesn’t care if your white black or even a mocha frappe it doesn’t care if your rocking the new Jordan’s and that your hair just been tortured by chemicals and that you wore that new I love pink jogging suit that he really likes rain doesn’t discriminate unlike that next door neighbor who watches your every movement because in their mind the darker the skin the more sticker the fingers are Rain dosent stop because you decide to **** the world and be who you want cause no one else matter Rain doesn’t fall upon those with lighter or darker skin it isn’t racist unlike that store clerks who guards who watches Hispanics because he know there history of sneaking in and out why can we be more like nature more like the rain

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/11/2016 11:16:00 PM
Kianna Grissett, well penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. *SKAT*
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Date: 4/10/2012 5:33:00 AM
A warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you Kianna. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. May you find inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. May the sun shine on you that you might find great joy in your life. Love, Carol
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Date: 4/8/2012 10:16:00 AM
This is so true... and such a fine piece. You did a great job.
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Date: 4/7/2012 9:06:00 PM
Awesome message in this one, Kianna. Love how you made rain non-racist.
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