PREACHER IN THE PARK
It's going to rain
the preacher said,
it's gonna rain,
and then the planes came.
Black, black the rain,
shining were the planes
and inside the the planes
the people cried,
planes, rains, people fell.
The people came raining down.
Black dust rained
over all. All was rain
until all was still.
The planes gone, gone.
There will be no more rain
forever,
the preacher said,
no rain. Then the planes
came again. And again.
And again.
Jean Selvester
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