Rain-slick roads, black and gleaming
Drops on the windowpanes, streaming
It seems even the sky is weeping
Even the sky is burdened by tears
I am alone, encircled by my fears.
The rain keeps dripping down
Like tears falling softly onto this suburban town
Huge big gigantic tearsdrops on earth's cheeks
But where will the poor sleep tonight?
Copyright: Rani Turton