It is a cloud's POV that is dark and rain filled
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The river is running dry
And I cannot cry
To fill.
For that is not
God's will
He wish to punish
The people on the hill
He has taken all their water
Burned down their crops
Dried out the fruits
For they are the sinners
They worship a visage
Deep in mountain
Inside a mine
A total of nine
They call for rain
But invoke God's rage
What is that God they have to save
Who lives inside a dark cave
Blinded himself
Cannot hear
I don't know why
Those people fear
(I'm not sure if it is good enough a poem that is why I will be waiting for your feedback. Just tell me if you feel this can be made better)
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Sinners and Doers #Wattys2016
PoetryA poetry book on nature's beauty and it's relation to God. But it includes pretty much everything there can be in a man's life.
