It doesn't’t rain
It pours
Droplets as big as goblets
Hammering against the earth
The pain ,the crack of thunder.
The loss,the drain of ever
It flowed down and across
In torrents
Splashing around the air
Our tears!
We are not crying
We are weeping!
All around
The rain wept like tears
Forming a terrible puddle
Of what has once been
Of what is no more.
The great rock is drenched
Yet we weep the more
For we weep in vain!

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