From miles above <br />poured the paper rain <br /> <br />Flooding the streets <br />whiteing out the clear September day <br />peoples thoughts floated from the hell fire <br />like paper rain <br /> <br />First like a mist <br />then like a monsoon <br />the paper rain spread across the city <br />engulfing the running masses below <br />in a hurricane of paper rain <br /> <br />When the storm stopped <br />and the clouds of fire ceased <br />millons of unread words litter the streets <br />like a sea <br />of paper rain <br /> <br />Swept into the gutters <br />went the thoughts of the dead <br />the paper rain gone <br /> <br />Until the next unpredicted storm arises <br />and the heavens pour down peoples sorrows <br /> <br />ON PAPER RAIN <br /> <br />GOD BLESS ALL THE VICTIMS AND THERE FAMILYS <br />OF THE SEPTEMBER 11 TRAGEDY<br /><br />vincent armone<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/paper-rain/
