Down comes rain,
amassing us with blessing,
reigning over us with hope,
yet alas destroying crop.
A gun could save a life,
yet also injure another.
So as the rain shoots-
insanely through the sky,
It carries blessing,
sent from heaven as tears;
tears filled with joy and sorrow,
abreast lightning and thunder.
After which, a rainbow of hope,
glows towards a pot of gold.
guarded by butterflies,
and little elf in green.
Proving that grass-
is surely greener on the other side,
and that despite our faults,
there's always a chance for reform.
"I love you, but I hate your sinful ways." GOD
amassing us with blessing,
reigning over us with hope,
yet alas destroying crop.
A gun could save a life,
yet also injure another.
So as the rain shoots-
insanely through the sky,
It carries blessing,
sent from heaven as tears;
tears filled with joy and sorrow,
abreast lightning and thunder.
After which, a rainbow of hope,
glows towards a pot of gold.
guarded by butterflies,
and little elf in green.
Proving that grass-
is surely greener on the other side,
and that despite our faults,
there's always a chance for reform.
"I love you, but I hate your sinful ways." GOD
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