Rains

Look! Watch the rain ranting As trees tip-toeing Pattering foot fooling in flood Children chasing wind As darkness drags near Upon my bed i lay, Peeping through my notepad as April pry into my nostril Is April again, my peak period At April, my pen flow ceaselessly, although atimes my hunches are trapped by some hood rats Now that the rains are here, i shall paint the universe with my pen awoh awoh