When Elijah prayed
You sent fire and charged him
To care
For widows and orphans.
What I got was asylum.
I got angry,
Despised mi Roots, so?
We became orphaned.
In every generation
Since the Temples’ destruction
Prophets Go, for broke.
They just don’t get
— What we deserve.
On behalf of Rain
(Our perpetual pup)
We will cease.
To believe in Weathermen