Saturday, August 08, 2009

RAIN...

I am scared Yeit,
the clouds are leaving...
again

My people are crying,
I can hear their mourning in the wind,

I see their tears leave marks on the cracked soils,
My heart is heavy,
my heart worn out
by the pain of those I love the most.


I need you, Yeit,
please do not let us go,

Go where we will never return,
this land is our sanctuary,

do not let us lose it.
Take me,
they never hurt you,

I did.

I am weak, Yeit,
we are wasting,

Do not turn a deaf ear,
do not do nothing,

Let it come,
at least for one last time,

Then I will know my death is paid.

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