When rain falls
man tells it not what to do,
but begs for it's mercy.
Why?
We understand it,
yet are at it's whim.
All our attempts of defiance,
they fail.
When hope is gone
and the skies mock us
we turn to defy it
with words.
Words.
Rhythms crafted by man
to connect and deter.
We control those words.
Though if it rains
words are useless.
If you're caught in an ally
words do nothing.
If you say no
but nobody WANTS to,
why should they stop?
No doesn't matter.
If you scream at your device,
the one you use to read this
and tell me to stop,
I won't.
So if somebody grabs you
and denial is evident,
if wished, Who will not stop.
You can only deny caring.
So next time
you use your words
think about it,
can you make them matter?
