Friday, November 09, 2018

come the rain

Come the rain
Many will feel the blue
Raining down on the rivers
The tide rises the gloom in the eyes

The issue of floods
It never seems get it done
Every year the familiar cry
The tides will claim lives

The people will resign their fate
In the wisdom of God and His angels
Looking at the floods flowing every year
There must be a reason

The people have to change
The way of their lives and living
Don’t read the scriptures knowing nothing
Don’t pray without understanding it

Come the rain
The rising tides will ruin
The lives and properties
Maybe lifeless bodies in the rivers

But who will care?
We hear it repeat too often
Until we take it as a tragedy
Of government which speaks of religion

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