While thinking of rain
Gray Skies
Fixed their eyes
On a pleasantly soggy sidewalk
The sky became so heavy
That the clouds all did agree
To shower all the people
In the sterling silver streets
Heaven opened up
Things came falling down
Water jumped on those
Painting on a frown
City streets, protest the feats
Stomping towards perfection
But to their chagrin, the world may spin
In the opposite direction
Sidewalk cracks turn into rivers
Curbs commanding brown twig boats
Telling some to sink
Letting others float
To sink or float
To float or sink
Wish to be different?
You dream to think
Or do you think to dream
That dreamers may think
Up a brand new era
While blinkers wink?
A drop of water
Splashing
Right between my shoes
Left me with weather
Dripping through the news


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