rain rain rain
rain everday
all the drenched greenery
rejoices
the silence sings through
the sound of rain
the rain on the roof
the rain on the machines
the rain in the firs
the rain on the roads
all the fires are here
in absentia
in the rain
it is late November and it is still
warm enough to rain
ice bergs are breaking up
drifting away from
while poor people standing in lines
outside
waiting for a holiday handout
are not happy
with the weather
against them
they complain
or they stand silently
in the rain
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