It Rains Again

:::It Rains::: We're baked in the sun For a longtime now The clouds have been idle See tis tiny threads pound the sands Wait for the colors to turn grey The heat baked us Burnin' the body Almost on the verge of touching the soul It springs forth Smell of watered dust Like the Eastern salt Moulded from the dusts We once marched on Thank goodness It's come for good We cant await The first drop on my head Another on my chin The wait is over I'll be wet soon It rains again!