Rain

The rain makes me insane 
when it hits my window pain
my face makes a frown
when the sun comes around
my brothers aren't here
"where are you"? i can not see.
i thought that my race was free to believe
why aren't we free
why aren't you here
why do i frown when the sun comes around

as the rain starts to stop 
my pain starts to drop
my frown starts to smile 
then my sun come around
our pain is over 
now were free!!!
my race can see new times and believe.....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Jimenez Avatar
April 30, 2009 at 11:21 PM
RAW- str8 realness...
Nutter Avatar
April 11, 2009 at 4:56 AM
Nice poem filled with slightly disguised hiddden meaning, nice job
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