Rainmaker (Poetry)

amelia phoenix desertsong

Sweet blue earth, won’t you weep for me?
Nothing’s now left to do, but the crying
So many tears to fall, saltier than the sea
But my eyes are dry, why’s the rainmaker lying?
Need to wash away the memory of her so ugly

Rainmaker, rainmaker, drown me right now
Before remembrance takes too much hold
‘Fore I remember what, where, and how
I was tricked into her vile demonic fold
‘Fore I forget I was pure ‘fore I was fouled

The monkey’s been let loose from her cage
All the wanton destruction of her lusts
Heartless violence of her limitless rage
No one in this world that she ever trusts
Only in Sodom, she’ll always find her stage

Originally written February 20, 2011

Writing words, spreading love, Amelia Desertsong primarily writes creative nonfiction articles, as well as dabbling in baseball, Pokemon, Magic the Gathering, and whatever else tickles her fancy.
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