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.