It is Rain that I am fond of
a blessing it is from Lord,
a blissful moment it is for I.
I'd rather sleep on a sunny day
than the beautiful rainy day.
I am locked in a cell
full of tables and chairs,
packed with people in zest
from sermon by Them.
Raining it is during this,
raining it is that thy love;
for it heals the pain of mine
and gives joyous feeling in thine.
Thou curse at it
"Arghh..it's fucking raining right noe!"
Thou despise it
"rain makes my clothes wet!"
For all we know, rain hates thee
For all I know, Rain loves me.
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