Rain O Rain

Rain do rain, To relieve us from pain, Of this unbearable heat, Scorching and sunburn, Like the hot pan or oven. Clouds, do cloud, The incessant sun, Who’s scorching beams, Are ruining our feet Like a hot plate. Thunder dear thunder, Come down and wander, Destroy these sunbathed lands, Of dust and sandy lawns, On which we dread to land. Water, do water, As droplets of rain, As clouds of happiness, As electricity from thunder, As future for nature, As a savior and reliever, Lest, all shall perish in this scorching furnace of hot winds, showing its anger, faces burning, lips peeling, heal bleeding health diminishing and death toll rising.