o the rains came
and the heavens sang
and the grief poured down
all them hills
like a big oil spill
makin’ them wish
they’d all drown
and the night bird flies
and the silent skies
turn blackest black
takin’ up all that salient slack
ain’t no light around
no savin’ grace to be found
then the earth opens wide
with nothin’ to hide
just time to eat
too late now to
grovel at her feet
o the rains came
and the heavens sang
and the grief poured down
o reigning grief
amen
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