Friday, 7 May 2010

52

Drip Drip Drop
On the rooftops pounding sounds of crashing drums in my head.

Drip Drip Drop
of a broken lifestyle tumbling down around my bed.

Drip Drip Drop
of a global panic and a fight for our future ahead.

Drip Drip Drop
of a violent monsoon of happiness smacking you in the face.

Drip Drip Drop
of a thousand words being typed every minute by a snatched society.

Drip Drip Drop
as the horses reign on Earth and their metallic force drives us on.

Drip Drip Drop
of the quiet sadness only shown as it pours down your face.

Drip Drip Drop
the rain is coming, let it wash the winter away.

Drip Drip Drop
make it louder.
make it stronger.
make it faster.

Drip Drip Drop
and the world is shaken. I stand alone with a pain in my back.

Drip Drip Drop
and nothing changes.
Stop this rain.
Heal my back.

Drip.
A clap of thunder.

Drip.
A flash of lightning.

Drop.
I fall to the ground.

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