Rinse To Change
As it rains down and conducting a very small sound.
Also cleansing off what ever it come’s to land apoun .
As it pours down apoun the city rinseing nothing but the dirty sinning.
As all comes clean life begins to seem like at dream.
With no disperse in my line of life from now till my ending day.
I come to pray to the man above don’t stop the the rain drops
Copyright © Edward Guerrero | Year Posted 2018
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