It rained,
On the roofs of the oppressors and the oppressed,
Rained,
In the gardens of the righteous and the wicked,
It rained,
On the grounds of achievers and failures,
Rained,
Poured and bred the seeds of villains and warriors,
It rained,
And moistened the air of the poor and the rich,
Rained,
And touched the soil of a saint and a witch,
It rained,
On the heads of samaritans and the fiend,
Poured everywhere on un enemy and a friend,
It rained,
And swept the grounds of the good and the bad,
Rained,
Poured and rained on everyone sane or mad,
It rained
And left no boundary between blacks and whites.
Brilliant stuff man...i realy love this one...it rained!
beautiful mate..... its forceful and stirring...... how the creator created.....well done :) sat
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Keep it up son, u r making us proud.