Baskadia

The wind keeps blowing heavily as i was walking down the road...

My soul troubled

I gaze at the sky

I saw it cloudy

Then the rain began to pour down heavily

My body became wet

I was soaked down inside my panties

I refused to shelter

It was late already

I enjoyed the water on me

It makes me cool cos i was very hot before

I gaze again at the sky

The cloud were gone this time

I can see the blue

I smiled and i open my mouth

And i say thank you Father for your rain

Now the storm is over