Again, Come The Rain

When we celebrates the beauty of dawn,

Breaking from the silence of night,

We gleefully see the vibrating rays of the Sun,

Marked a great fresco for the world to witness,

As the solemn atmosphere began to tremble,

Yet come a new tribulation across the day,

A little time to meet and make,

Has now turn to weep and howl.

Again, through my victorious journey,

Invites many daring foe who will stop at
Nothing,

To disgrace me.

But I still moving on,

As the cloud turn to black,

It's heavy bellies begin to shudder,

Tiny drops of water falls to my face,

And it doesn't irritate me,

Vice versa,

It rejuvenates me,

like the desert that longing for the rain.