Black Rain Poem by Alibo Terna Timothy

I close my eyes and fade in my many thought
Like the thought of what tomorrow'll bring forth
Life is not sapphire but a harsh judge
Who's gavel bangs with alot of grudge.
Sometimes I get sloppy- stumbling on each step
And each time I dust myself- keeps going with my last breath.
There's always ups and down
There's always rise and fall
And when certain things hits me
I never forget to read between the lines.
God sometimes put the toughest battle
On his toughest soldier.
This black rain too'll pass
They always do.