This heavy world falls in rain.

Clouds sag with the weight of heavy seas.

And the world drowns in the world's pain.

Roofs rattle, gutters fill and drain.

Soaking the earth, sogging the trees,

this heavy world falls in rain.

We crouch in bed, ears shut, in vain--

against these sounds that martyr ease,

while the world drowns in the world's pain.

Can nothing stop it, nothing restrain

this downfall of dark gravities--

this heavy world that falls in rain?

Too much, too much! cries out the brain,

soddened by watery miseries.

(The world drowns in the world's pain.)

But again the sick cry out--again

the tortured scream. On you, on me

this heavy world falls in rain.

And the world drowns--in the world's pain.

Copyright 2010-2012 Paul Petrie