Rain Falls

Rain, they said, it should rain today
And we looked up at the clouds
Which had everything necessary
But they were busy in the sun
And we got no rain that day

What we got was a promise
Dark and bitter, like a seed
Which crushes into powder
Between wincing teeth
And you would spit it out
But your mouth was full

So they left us under the sun
The kind of goodbye you get
When you try too hard to be friends
It hurts like stepping on a rake
Only as much as you put into it

We would have got justice
Sweet like watermelon
Running over the chin 
Up to the horses’ bridles and
To the top of Mt Ararat
If it had rained

8/7/2020