Rain Down

By Da Poet    Avatar

As my soul cries out from the core,
searching for creative swag amor.
I open my mind to imagination,
as I plunge into the deep sea of creation.

With a wealth of words I submit this proposal,
as the endless ocean of subjects, verbs, nouns at my disposal.
Words fall from my lips with ease,
hoping to educate, touch, motivate, and please.

Thus activating the cerebellum inside the brain,
praying that my words will cause a change,
Lord please, send the rain.


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