Rain
Rain
Oh, temporal rain, why must your cloud our days and future so far from near
is it hatred this unending vicissitude of yours I fear
First you start, and then you stop
plip plop plip plop
Precipitating from the clouds don't you know your bounds
Why is it that you fall on the youth instead of older more stable fellows
Who can take your darkening depression and not worry of life altering regressions
Oh but woe to the youth, the smart drug dealer driven from school
The gifted girl driven to to prostitution hoping for a meager restitution
All should be productive members of society I implore
But no the world and rain beats down on them ever the more
We kick them out of class, out of homes in schools, the very substance of our future
It just shows that with each drop of our sin that beats down on them in the form of rain
We cause unending and perpetual pain
As the lion roars, and the griffin hawkishly shrieks
I call for justice for under privileged undervalued and the meek
Who maybe to blame we need scape goat for this rain
We all help cultivate the incivility, their circumstance and destitution in a way
Let us rally young and old to get in touch with these mistreated adolescents today
It started when a woman refused to give up the dignity of her person through remaining on a bus seat
Since then our world has grown ever the more
But yet I implore is the movement over and done
Has the cock crowed a third time yet
Now that blood on the Montgomery was shed are all crisis eliminated in its stead
Todays civil rights are not a matter of color purple or yellow white or black
Its a matter of helping those in need that don't have the courage of the voice to talk back
Life has been cruel, filled to the brim with inequity and indecision.
Should not we as a people make provisions
To see talent in those deemed talentless
to make way for social equity and an end to political correctness
No Mrs, Parks was just a start
To the healing of every heart left alone and in the dark
Till we embody the beatitudes of Christ
And all animosity turns to light
Their will ever be the ringing of the liberty bell
Calling to replace the knell of spite
Calling for a continuation of much needed civil rights.
So rain rain continue to pour
Correct our sins and vanities ever the more
As we seek justice instead of intolerance in every plop
Hope starts with just a drop.