RAIN

 Some call it the tears of the angels.

Some say it's a blessing.

Some say it's a curse of damnation.

Some pray for it while some never wishes to see it pour.

Mother nature shakes her head in disappointment as the beings she live to protect are wishing her bad.

Even if it's the tears of the man upstairs,

Who is ashamed of his creation and so called his image.

An art which he thought he perfected with loyalty but comes back to spit on the very dashboard where he was imagined and created.

It still nourishes the land which he bestowed unto them to learn and teach their unholiness out of ignorance.

I find it funny when I think about it.

Where does it comes from??.