Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 21, 2016

Red Rain~by Melvina Germain



Red Rain

Who knew evil would find such a place
to manipulate God-fearing weakened souls.
Though one believes in a masters almighty grace,
we watched our Blessings thieved and sold.

Crimson rain, rancid falls thusly appeared,
drained earths heartiness so vividly clear.
Black blood ooze upon blades once free
bewildered man, damned abundantly.

Inherit hellish pain of once lofty trees,
withering branches crack, fall weeping leaves.
Within God’s earth, ancient fire burns
old rocks scream loud as hell returns.

No triumph strewn from a higher plain
ignored we pile a mountainous high.
Blame, complain, one must refrain
struggling breath, eyes strained white sky.

What sayeth you men who dance and preach
where is the peace you loyally seek.
Perhaps our flesh upon this earthly plain
must rise and fall yet again and again.

Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: Nov. 30/2016

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