The Day The Rains Came (A Fantasy) Poem by David Harris

The crack of the thunder
broke the silence of the day,
and then the rains came
and washed everything away.

Somewhere some god was angry,
and his wrath he threw our way,
on the day the rain came,
washing everything away.

The lightning slashed
the sky with a pink haze,
and the heavens opened up,
the day the rain came.

No one knew
which god was angry.
Only that the flood to end all floods
came along with the rain.

There was no shelter
from the unquiet storm.
A god was angry with someone down here.
To punish them he punished us all.