Rainfall Poem by Alex David

The heavens have opened the flood gates of hell
turning waterfall into torrential swells.
Gushing and rushing down the hill slopes
people in the plains living in great hope.
Its been raining, raining all day long
you can hardly hear a birds song.
Landslides and landslips, more like God's wip.
children going to school all drip; drip; drip.
There's nothing to do and nothing to say
Gentle Lord, I sit sigh and pray.
Its raining cats and dogs you know,
the roads cut of so and so.
People in dispair, there's much to repair
God forgive us, we don't dispair
when this rain will stop, oh! Lord.
Is this the hand of God?
So much of water everywhere
people stay glued and stare
Nowhere to go and nothing to do
Oh! lord what will the poor do?
They have no money and work
but from hard work they never shrek
Its a problem to make ends meet
After the floods feel the heat.
Oh! gentle lord, please have mercy
stop this rain by your courtesy
We pray, oh! lord with all our heart
Stop this rain, let it depart
If this your will. wash away this hill(world)
Gentle lord, I pray and stand still.