Black rain beats against my door <br />Chips away the worries <br />Wash away all that's pure <br />Comes in violent flurries <br />Light the candles as we speak <br />It puts them out in stride <br />Saturating all that's weak <br />It stains your soul inside <br /> <br />Black rain wash away the pain <br />That is a stain upon my windowpane <br />Black moon burns upon my face <br />Cancer has no purpose <br />Can't remember time nor place <br />Can't seem to scratch the surface <br />Flowers wilt and fade away <br />No time to repent <br />As we dance around in vast array <br />Like ants on hot cement <br />Black moon the end is inside <br />We see our purpose and hide behind our eyes <br />The only thing I must ask of you is WHY?<br /><br />Mikel Calcagno<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/black-rain/
