When the sky be full of rain

The earth is hard
It can’t be tilled 
  A little moist would do the drill
So we wait
  For the birth the sky promised.

  The barns are empty
Knees grow feeble
  Tho hope be unstable 
Still we wait
  For the birth the sky promised.

  Air goes dry
Throats goes sour
  Lips crack up
But
  Still we wait 
For the birth the sky promised.

  We know for sure
When the sky be full of rain
  Everything is bound to change.
So hold on
  Drop not your guards
Just a little while longer
  And watch the cloud burst forth
With torrents of rain
  To wash down the cracked tears of pain

  Because 
that’s what happens
    When
      The sky be full of rain.

#Harmattan inspiratio….
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