I find myself alone 

As the rain falls 

Slow at first 

And then hard 

I hear it screaming 

As it falls to the earth 

It will be a raindrop 

No more 

But one unity of water 

That will be joined by others 

Until the last drop falls 

When that time comes 

There will be no more raindrops 

To cleanse the earth 

Only puddles of despair 

To wash away the ugliness 

Of human existence 

But for now the raindrops fall 

Millions together with no shame 

Only torment in knowing 

They may never fall again 

.                                              G.S.

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