She Won'T Talk To The Rains Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

'Cause the rains have little hearts
beating her soul against the pools
bathing her skin in pain

'cause the rains could speak
no language of her own
adamant to the rain cloud
raised by dust white and snow

'cause the rains have little drops
dripping down leaking into sewers
underground fear of the sky

'cause the rains could speak
of no joy and no sorrow
wrapped in the raincoat
with no cover of a tomorrow