I
see the worms
On
a rainy evening fall
The
rain hitting the ground
The
pounding for the call
The
falling water
Watering
the garden and road
Some
get more; some get less
But
the song of rain hitting hard
I
see the worms
They
crawl out to see
The
wet ground time to play
The
sticky bodies crawling free
The
howling wind
The
thundering clap
The
rain beating in
The
rolling beats
I
see the worms
Now
they get glued on the tiles
There
is no way to escape
In
time the worms die
Don't
mismatch
It
will never last
The
feeling glow in sight
Then
it slowly dies
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