Kimm Doane per.6 2/7/11

Strange Boy

Inspired By: Strange Rain by: Rich Accetta Evans

His drum and splash is faster, as he runs through the rain,

His tender heart is broken, for I can hear it crack,

The fragile glass is shattered, in shards upon the floor,

When will it fall upon us? His sins to cut our souls,

The water washes against us and blows across our path,

How many more tears will be shed? Why does it have to last?

And yet the day is darkness, shrouded in a perfect, raven black,

Except for that single ragged boy running desperately towards the sun,

Though now that he's been covered in such darkness its burning flame can never be touched by his cold fingertips.