Mother nature

As the raindrops begin to fall soaking
My bitter disconnected face
I gather thoughts in order to re connect
Shadows emerging through the looming discontent of sunset.
As the raindrops fall on my face
The urge to scream out loud in this
Hopeless place resupply’s the blood that once flowed into this thing we call the head.
As the raindrops drop drop upon my brow I begin muttering words without intent courageously proclaiming the end of the world is nigh fear the raindrops that drop drop on our heads a warming on a global scale has begun its counter attack allied with our mother of nature
The bitch has betrayed us.