Dark are the clouds
Shrouded in calmness to roar
So just for a rain to run
We must hide our rush n' pause.
Must for goodness to get a value
a taste of evil must comely cuddle?
Rain can green our farms
Rain can flood our floors
When rain can't run, we pray to sun to heat
When rain runs too far, we diss the sun to hit
Rain plays its plots and pauses its pour
Earth cools off and awaits another toss.
©Jodekss '21
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Hello, I am Jodekss Gloatkenf --my penname. I am a professional writer, ghostwriter, researcher, editor, blogger, podcaster, artist, thinker and lightworker. I believe in creativeness, diversity and uniqueness --my definition of art.
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