Freedom’s rain

Free in her season

A promiscuous lover

We each have our turn

Generous to some

Doling out liberation

Moisture for their yield

When she comes too late

We lay victims in her wake

Floods on parched land

Bloody waters run

Where umbrellas are raised

A reign over rain

We pray on this day

For equal distribution

Of similar rain

Let Freedom reign

Showering abundantly

On us equally