Rainfall In the City
The rain beats down
on city streets
Cars whizz by in
the downfall
Sitting indoors watching
the city scence
from my window
I see buildings covered
in grey clouds
Our lives are often
touched by rain
Too little sunlight enters
into our days
Yet we survive
As long as we gaze upon the
clouds overhead
We will have hope
All storms end eventually
The storm which is
our life shall end
Let the afternoon
find its own answers
we'll wait with hope
always with hope
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