Saturday, May 30, 2015

One Rainy Night



Cry with me, O moon
amid this drear starless night.
Breathe it out like the furious wind,
shout as loud as the roaring thunder,
flood this earth with tears.
The nature would understand us.
This world is diseased beyond all healing.
It isn't as peaceful as we are in reverie.
We will always be bombed with insults,
burnt alive with hate,
and destroyed by pain.
It will always try to mar our beauty.
So let's grieve tonight for all that we've lost.
And when our eyes bring tears no more,
our mouths already parched,
and our hearts weary,
we will lay down to rest.
We will lay down to rest.