its raining da angels must be crying,
breathin deeply, sighin.
da drops o crystal remembrance fall,
upon graves, homes, people great n small.
God winks n lightnin flexes athwart da sky,
I do stare in wonderment and say "Owh my."
da lightning tap dances against da sky- a black stage.
emotions o the heart seeping through the cracks in the soul onto thy page.
lightnin tis natures own electrical parade.
hope itself, lyk time, doth not fade.
da black clouds prophesy doom,
God snaps his fingers- BOOM!
i was lyin asleep, in a sweet slumber,
as I ws violently shaken asunder!
A branch o thunder roared,
all night, in da expanse of the starry blanket keeping the cestistial beings warm, it poured.
lsnin to the rain, 2 keep ma mind from veering into sorrow,
I continue lolling at ma fuqin hope, and I eagerly await fo 2morrow.

kool maan...

nature... hmmm..

thats some real talk right there.. hot shit..