It rained...
It rained tears of angels,
Crying at how we live our lives.
It rained sweat of many birds
Tring to fly away,
And escape narrowly with their lives.
It rained a nasty potluck of chemicals
Pumped without conscience, into our skies -
Slowly eating away at beauty outside,
And leaving a few afraid to live healthy lives.
I tell you, "It rained...",
And most of us
Skipped along, blind to the pain.
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