Rain,Pain,And Other Things Quite Insane
During September rain
under her spell of downpour
The mind cries inside
It wants nothing more
Flash flooding put out the fire
The rainbow cannot be seen
A child has lost his youth desire
Thunder and lightning in the air
Pelting golf balls of punishing hail
This man is surely drenched
But..he cannot really care
As surely as the Storm exhale
Winds that surge and kneel me to the ground
Again,as always..I have put myself back into jail
The weather is my keeper who has no mercy
For 40 days
Of endless nights
Someone up there
is reminding me in tears
to look forward past the deluge
instead of rewinding back those years
God continues to throw a tantrum and cry
Contemplating his wrath:
DOES HE WANT ME TO WITHER THUS AND DIE?
His Sun has not shine these last few days
We are cold,soggy,
without the afternoon's rays
I cannot tell
which way Heaven truly is
Or how far distant
that HELL is as well
Staring out from window pane
Continuous wet stream
is not at all to blame
People may not notice
but..
the good Lord still knows my name
This month is nearly over
October
aound the corner bend
If the Sun comes out
just one more day
Here to greet me
Before it finally shades away!
Copyright © Benjamin Grimm | Year Posted 2006
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