Rain's subtle drip; subtle drop
From rural valley to urban high-rise top
It's felt, it's dealt,
The flood is the lash of nature's belt

It falls apparently arbitrarily
It completes its task, despite where it lands
Like the bombs deployed to Afghanistan
Contrarily, it can also lend a helping hand
Barely subsistent, water is the farmers' demand
Or his crop will go to ruin, like soil to sand

With opaque clouds, and mitigation of light
Brings more gloom than the colonialists' plight
The advent of absence, breeds altruism like a sixth sense
But only with water's liberation and clouds less dense
Do we see the Sun share its omnipotence

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(c) J.M. )