It’s been like this
Since the old year left.
Heaven seems in endless tears
As though bereft
Of any notion
Of day
Or inkling of night.
The rain just cometh and cometh
To my left
And to my right.
Why has this new year
Brought down so much
Precipitation?
It makes me rethink
My once hopeful
Anticipation.
That this new year
Will undo
What the old year
Brought to,
A world that
Had no defence
Against
A little virus pandem.
But which brought us closer
In more ways than one.
Will that continue still
Now
Here
In 2021?
If these unending cloudbursts
Are to fully cleanse
Our world of virus and hate
Bringing recompense
Then rain on I say
Rain On Rain On
Purify our world
And bring forth
A brand new beautiful song!
