I’d like to see the rain come
Gentle and warm
Reviving the chipmunk
Our dog killed last week
Or healing the nation
Grieving its inability to change
I’d like to see the rain come
Gentle and warm
And do impossible things
Like making our dog regret her instincts
Or those in power their lies
And listen to the rain
Gentle and warm
“And will not God bring about justice for his chosen ones,
who cry out to him day and night?”
(Luke 18:7)