All I can hear is the constant pounding of rain
The wind also follows suit
It just won't stop!
I hope for it to cease
I can't stomach it anymore
I must go to sleep
My sleep disturbed by the incessant whistling of the wind
There seem to be no hope of it winding-up
And the rain, ooh rain
Why won't you go away
The ground saturated and soaking wet
It just can't stomach it any more
The rivers have bust their banks
Houses flooded!
Where do they expect me to go?
They're here but their minds elsewhere
Why leave us with this pain and agony
What did my home have to do with it
My home lie in ruin from the constant interference
Syria, Afghanistan, Iraq, Libya all lay in ruin
Why should the innocent suffer
Perhaps it Karma, the spirits are getting even with us
But, should the people suffer from the poor judgement by the state
Shouldn't we be sorting our mess out and meddle in other people's affair
I just hope this dark cloud and rain will go away and with it will come a brighter future.