Open Heavens
The Heavens have opened
Pouring down with rain
Pouring down a range of sorrows
Like there is no tomorrow
We stand in unity
Awaiting a faculty of miracles
Praying for some form of immunity
From the uncertain
Famines, tornadoes, earthquakes
Without giving us a break
In no chronological disorder
Our earth, our Mother
Has chosen days and places
To reinstate her authority
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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