Rain on the World

The rain will drown the world
By loud droplets hitting, sounding
Like it matters that you heard
The sound of breaking gravel.

There will be no plea, no time
To tell the others what you feel
When all is buried in the drops
That turn to streams and cover quiet.

What falls can break unless
Already broken as an intentional sigh
To get the world to turn its eyes
And make them feel the pressing water...

...which took your breath and
Never gave it back.
It drowned the world and
Never. gave. it. back.