Rain

RAIN……. RAIN…………… RAIN………………. …………RAIN Why I came to this earth? To keep my wife wet and green But fools you buried her in concrete poles You closed all her faces and Made her home as tomb You closed all my ways as roads and plots But, You cursed me as a hindrance of life. I am going to sea Poor Fellows I am going to sea Dig hundreds of meters to find me You will find me in labs and museums As a rare component of life You are wasting my gift When I give and You are going to buy it for money You changed my rivers and lakes as buildings You sold all my ponds, tanks as shops and houses How can I go to my last place[sea] No way My Man except stagnating myself around your homes Realize at least in this moment to keep you as human