Called for Rain

I jump into overdrive to save the mile

On high I feel the breath on the back

Of my neck it’s not the same as it ever was

Don’t you wonder who has the key

To unlock the barricades before your heart

I do sometimes and I scream in the dark

Outer space inside my brain it’s silly so

Why try to be different? Why try

To make a statement? Everyone knows

The end of the story they all see the score

At the close of the game called for rain

Who’s to blame it doesn’t matter

It never did no sense worrying

The answer will come riddle or not

Plop it goes into the lake

It doesn’t burn it soothes the senses

We cuddle up we hold hands

You are mine and I am yours

Come with me to the ocean

Come be free in harmony

We will watch the sun set on our dreams

We will wait while it still seems

There is hope no swinging rope yet

It’s been around the neck

Of way too many too soon a tragedy

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Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger, Advocate

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