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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