Make It Rain
finally we come to rest
with the pains of yesterday
bent on life's rapid pass
where rivers have come to mend
awash we have persevered
across the jagged
succumbing
to arms of maturity
here we lie in remembrance
of duty
of past deeds
a repetition
measured again and again
submerged in sinless salutations
flushed with fear
the backdrop
of a feinted sky
searching a soul filled eye
black diamond glows
strapped
with the vigors of tomorrow
we shall forever know
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