Rain! Rain! Where Are You? Poem by Jayatissa K. Liyanage

Gasping tongues were looking for a drop and on soil, once were the blooming crops. Where did you go oh rain? Let the Divine power fall on men, women, old, young, all in one warren. Rain of mercy enlightens life and rain of cloud brings green scene in Earth. Amazing and brilliant poem is shared here.10

you have made your point well, that water, often wasted when it is plentiful, is a cherished gift when in short supply. we, in california, u.s.a., have experienced what has been called a three-year drought, but people, including my wife still waste water, though my wife has made some concessions. unfortunately, she feels it is a lie that there really is a drought to be concerned about. some of the water in this state is piped hundreds of miles to other parts of the state to major population centers, but perhaps those vast sources of water can not be counted on for long. this is one reason i will not be sad when i die.....not sad about my death.....as i believe fewer people-who-need- water is a large part of any solution. global-warming, caused by man or by nature may well bring many to their knees. thanks for sharing. my favorite lines of the poem: Scornful sun playing havoc, infuriatingly With humans of every class, mercilessly ............................. : ( bri :) p.s. the photo you posted drew me to you.