Rain Poem by Him Name

as i sit on the roof i hear the world sing the most indifferent song. the rain in its beuty falls in almost sarinaed, dancing in a rythmic tune. not to far away the fastration the red tint even in the almost green rain. In the east in a room the easy lust of 2 young poeples makeing the dark hevey blue but with the green light. the teens in the rain smiling dancingmaking a lavindure color purple. the widow in the graveyard weeps the black tears. but even as i sit here in the white clothes i see hear feel the green dancing rain