Rain
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 © Kianna Grissett | Year Posted 2012
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