Like small soldiers they fall hard on asphalt
Deteriorate pavement no halt
They move in a sequence and create molecules
Sometimes to hurt us or help no subdue
In Noah's time it flooded the world
It turmoils in oceans with cyclones that swirl
In my neighborhood it eroded murals
In mountains water flows pure though
In local villages harvest grows
River banks, lakes, oceans, you don't know
Where it might go
Pavement stays slippery lives are lost
California drought time to get it back
At all cost
RAIN
I don't know what to say about the rhyming pattern. It might work in a freestyle but I don't think this works in a poem. Imo you either rhyme perfectly when you write a poem or don't rhyme at all...
Submission Name: Rain
