I want to be a drop of rain
flying from so high above.
A drop of rain I want to be
but different from all the rest.
Drop of water - cold and clean
drifting in the wind of chance.
Drop so small which no one sees -
like if it causes no effect.
Drop of water I won't be
drifting from so high above
but of blood a drop I'll be
slowly ending someone's life.
A purity beyond all reason -
the dignity to be released.
Kalin Toshkov Staikov, 2007 ©
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