Rain
Dark clouds cover the sky,
Blocking the lonely star
Floating in the mist.
Drops of pure diamonds fall
Down,
Down,
Down
Onto the people.
Onto the ground.
Onto cities.
Waken the world from a slumber
So deep, that no one sees that rain.
Slowly, as the earth floods with torrents of water,
People wake.
But the rains do not stop.
Masses of people cry out,
"Why?"
Their question is not answered.
They are silenced.
Forever.
This poem is about:
Our world