Blue Rain

The blue rain came.
The sky spit and spat.
Rain drops drizzled
right in the middle
of a sun-shiny day.
The rain continued;
it kept coming –
as if God left
the faucet running –
and said “screw it;
learn to swim or
learn to grow
gills or fins.”
The blue rain sang
and said: “hello” –
before washing away
another bad day.