Heat

Heat. Rising off the pavement in vaporous waves, seeping through every crack. Its forked tongue whispering illusions in your ear. Your mind sees pictures that aren’t really there. Its coiling tail wraps around your body, sweat dripping from every pore. You try to escape but the poisonous gas follows you everywhere. Nowhere are you safe from the burning grip of heat. Only the power of rain can deliver you from this hell. For the rain can repair what the heat destroyed. The coolness of rain can wash away the dirt and grime. It soothes the burns and cleans the wounds. Come, oh rain, and heal our broken bodies, deliver us from this world of flames and pain.