Rain On Me

Anticipated for, all of a sudden I had to lay a grip on my hat And hold close my unbuttoned button-less jacket As the old ladies bend over for the swift of the dress And young ones reach out for a headscarf, either as bag or book Yet the lower generation sprint for the front door, home comfort And as the spark! Bling! Bling! And the creepy darkness Split! Split! Splat! Showers here and there And for a moment, I dived into deep thought 'Should I return back home, but I have made it this far' 'If I revert now, wet knows me no more' 'But returning is quitting, throw in the day laid ahead' 'What if...' a slash before mine eyes and I skip I beat For all the thoughts episode, yet still moving forth Watching every step I take yet I step into a puddle of mud, dirt And turning off my skin senses, to ignore every drop splashing on me To rush ain't an option, as I felt a running stream down my spine And mine clothing gaining weight by every second As I watched the drops dripping down from my jacket arms Then I set mine gaze towards the bus stop For it's the only hope before me, checkpoint As she continues to Rain on Me... Space-Poet 02/10/2017