I AM THE RAIN THAT FLOWS AFTER A DAY OF PAIN,
I AM THE HOPE THAT FALLS FROM THE HEAVENS,
I AM BUT MASS THAT FILTER'S THROUGH THE AIR,
I AM BUT GLASS MARBLES THAT BEAT THE EARTH,
I AM BUT RAIN THAT IS CALLED MANY THINGS,
I AM BUT ME AND THAT CANNOT CHANGE
I WHIP AND WHIRL, TWIST AND TWIRL
AND SHADDER AT GLASS THAT STANDS IN MY WAY
I POUND A BEAT AND FLOOD THE EARTH
AND FLOOD AWAY ALL THE DESTRUCTION AND DIRT
IN HOPES TO REVEAL SOMETHING SIMPLE AND PURE
AND SPARK A PATH OF LIGHTING AND EARTH
WITH A FLOOD OF MY MIGHT I FLOOD THE NIGHT SKY
MY POWER GREW WITH ALL MY MIGHT TO END THE NEXT DAY
AT THE SIGN OF LIGHT
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Poem / Non-Fiction
Poem / Poetry
Poem / Other
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