Rock-hard Rain

Clouds crawl subtly over our

Bent heads as we go about our work.

They arm themselves with spears

Ready to be leashed in a one-way battle

Upon the parched land.

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I wait in awe for the

Rock concert to liven up my day.

Whilst somewhere else someone else

Fears how these foretold emotions

Will fracture their safety.

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My little lion watches at the

Back door, nose just over the frame,

He waits to fight and to ward

Our home from uncontrollable terrors,

Now a two-way battle.

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The drums begin; I feel their beat

Within me driving through

My feet, my bones, my blood.

Lights flash bright; my light flickers

But still lives.

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The music brings the houses down

And I’m in amongst it all,

Staring into the lid-less sky

That drenches my dry hands

With water I ignore.

Inspired by ths storm of last night (pathetic though it was!) and a Rock-music TV thing I watched about bands like U2 doing live aid, providing water for those in need.