Weeping Skies

Please pray for Los Angeles!!!


The skies are so gray,
with such a dark gloom,
I can smell the rain,
I hope it comes very soon.

The air is so windy,
The Clouds are set,
Hoping Raindrops fall,
Thus far, nothing yet.

The gray Skies are ready,
Perception predicts Rain,
Of All of the burning Forrest,
I pray this in Jesus Name.

Los Angeles is now Burning,
As an arsonist runs free,
Oh, Please stop these fires,
I beg this and I plea.

As the burning slows down,
It's a sad crying shame,
From losing homes and businesses,
Lies nothing but burned remains.

May the burning start to cease,
As we are wondering why,
Lord, please send us rain,
Form so very, very High,
Form the Heavens above
Of these dark weeping skies!!!!


B.R.
Date: 1/11/2025