The Rain

The Rain

A Poem by Sinful Scribe
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A criticism of the modern world.

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The rivers of rage have since run dry.
Yet the cities have still all flooded.
But now the oppressor’s from the sky.
It making the city cold blooded.
And now the heinous rain never stops. 
The city is bloody and beaten.
It has no choice than to just endure.
Now the city cant be defeaten.
Through the flooding it will never stop.
But neither will the raining.

© 2016 Sinful Scribe


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Added on December 3, 2016
Last Updated on December 3, 2016
Tags: Atheism, Dark, Modern, Urban, Criticism

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Sinful Scribe
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