And the rain pours

The pine trees toss their boughs
The lone elm benevolently roars
And the rain pours.
As belligerence besotted behemoths
Vow to tear the world to pieces
Piercing the sky’s cloudy creases
The rain relentlessly pours.
Warring armies rip the skies apart
Flashes of light here and there dart
And the rain pours.
Ah, soft, the delectable petrichor
Wafts from the rain-drenched earth
In this birth is lost the stench of gore.
Enthused, the clouds merrily roll
The rains pour some more
Adding a new essence to my weary soul

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