Earths Blood... Rainy Day
By pyrosfire
I walk slowly upon your afternoon It’s my day The sky drips its blood across my face So it all ends up, as it seems Stormy clouds Rainy day Weather or wither My body moves along its way Nor voice or pain can clear this It’s a rainy day My body’s a wander Dragging feet against the water Black socks soaked Who will care? How will the draining color ever show? Slow walk of the morning Your day Umbrella in hand What’s the need? People will still stare And laugh at me Body or face Clothes drenched With tears and rain The earth shows us its pain All will stand in awe and restrain The urge to run in houses And hide away From our earth’s rage For me and you... What a rainy day! Written December 7th, 2001 © on Dec 06 2001 05:35 PM PST 0 • 10
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"I walk slowly upon your afternoon..."