Eternally it goes on


Day in and day out

Moment to moment

Rain beats my broken back.

Dripping down my

War torn face,

Water, tears, mix.

For years have I born,

For years has it stuck,

No end ever rearing

It's beautiful head.

Now I look up

Where there is no sun

The rain only stinging

all the more.


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