A boy stands out in a feild
The grass looks like flames from hell
He stares at the rain
Trying to gather his thoughts
Drop by drop they fall down on his face
He smiles for a bleak second
The rain feels like pure grace
And douses out the pain
The weeds wrap around his legs
Chains like a bad addiction
He streches out his arms
To embrace the rain
Longing to free his mind
Holly water falls from the heavens
Willing to rid all the evil
All it is waiting for is
An open soul
A boy stands out in a feild
Grass looks like flames from hell
He ask God
Will you let it rain?