Poetry

Friday, 22 May 2020

The Rain and the Wind

Oh the rain came down
Like jewels on a crown
Of the land that refused to be
Reigned on
and its belief systems shocked
Like a baby that was rocked
In the cradle of civilization
It was feigned on

And sallow creatures lie
In river beds that cry
Of armies who have marched across plains
When the rains fell on them
It was like a long lost friend
That they embraced
And were gone in dreaming

You can hold the whole world
Inside a paper cup
And drink it til it dries
Until you might give up
But who will run out first
It is not for me to say
All I know is you can try it on for size

The love that I recall
Hardly stands up against the wall
The jokes that I tell
As the fall guy
Well the joke was on me
I was too blind to see
All of the things people were telling me
And you can show it still
With the tickets and the bills
The size of the debt I am owing
But it means nothing's past
Nor lost behind the glass
For the rain falls and the wind keeps
Blowing

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