Here comes the rain, par Mikel K Poet

Here comes the rain

Here comes the bills I can’t pay.

Here comes the rain

She’s running away again.

Here comes the rain.

I can’t take the pain, no sir.

I hear thunder in the distance.

The end from this is not in sight.

Here comes the rain.

Here comes the rain,

and I forgot my umbrella.

Here comes the rain

and I’ve forgotten my name.

Mikel K

http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/mikelkpoet

(2013)

Five dollar coffee I say to him why don’t you check into a hospital, man, are you schizophrenic I think he says yes but he was just