I Suppose

All hour trees would burn
if it didn't rain
no butter would churn
if it didn't rain
the world would be
                            a ball of sand
no man could stand

if it didn't rain

only liquid would exist at
the core of our planet
men could only be moles
if it didn't rain
I wouldn't want to live
if it didn't rain
I suppose I might think
I wish G*d would stop the rain
                                        of man's garbage


Poem by:
M.E.L.

Accompanied painting entitled Breaking T (also by M.E.L.)