Macky Carr Poet I do not know?

Set Free the Rain

Please let the rain come
My God, let it come

To purge me
A detox
Cleanse me

The internal filth
The sins that stack up
Like body bags on a barren field
The stench
Putrid, profound, unnatural
A target I am
In front of the barrel I let myself stand

My wretchedness
Inescapeable
Can't ignore nor blindly run anymore
I'm truth's prey
Sank its claws deep in my flesh
And willingly I become the catch

Tears 
For what I could've been
Not for what I've become
Disappointment is my nightly visitor

I beckon the heavens
To open up and release its wells
Drizzle, drop, drench me
Release me
Wash away
The shameful guilt and searing pain
The dark heart that wins and overtakes
I can't deal with me
Make me anew

Please God, please I beg you
Set free the rain

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Cesar Cantu June 9, 2009 at 7:42 PM I love rain, and poetry, so this rules absolutely without a doubt jojojojojo I imagined you as some sort of old-time magician who calls for rain softly, rhyming on the ground; jojoj oh tons of images and memories:) thanks a lot for the experience:D:D