Rain doctor

God if I could
I would tear it from your Veins
child who lays in the arms of the Reaper
and awaits the final call
for when the leaves are all blown
from your last fall.
All your candels will be blown
before the seven and before the fairy
has taken,all the milky teeth,
Mummy Daddy will drown in grief,
With those hungered eyes you look at me
with those sweet cracked lips you smile
at the man who wants to save you
as I stand here and flick through your file
but sweet child all the paths I have ran
I have done all I can.

Muzzy Starr