RAIN OF TEARS

RAIN OF TEARS

 

From the heavy rain they hide,

Under their shiny coats and umbrellas,

Their faces silent in questions,

because they don’t understand,

Why one sits unbothered,

By the venomous pouring from the skies,

They don’t know,

That water marks exactly the same way,

Regardless of source,

They cannot feel,

That the deluge cannot soak skin,

More than a harvest of tears did,

During the long night of pain.

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