The Rain Poem by Gianfranco Aurilio

The Rain



"You've been crying for days
and for nights now.
What is it, sky,
that makes you sad
and troubles your mind? "
"I saw a man
playing with the pain
of another man.
I offered him the sun
to let him live.
He said no
because he didn't have
tears of compassion.
This is why I cry.
They are the tears
that man doesn't want to shed
in front of the pain.
And the rain will never stop."

9.2.'15

Monday, April 3, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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