Rainy Days
For God's sake
Leave them
Let them live
Let them laugh
It is icy outside
They are homeless
They have flu...
cold and cough
They've never tasted warmth
They're poor and marginalized
Please, go away
Let them walk
Let them play
They've never tasted joy
They've never had a toy
Please, be gentle
Hide your thunder
It scares them
Hide your lightning
It awakens them
Their day was tough
And they hardly fell asleep
let them dream of the fireplace
Let them enjoy this precious grace
They'll wake up when you leave
~ Blackmatta ~
Copyright © Black Matta | Year Posted 2014
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