After the rain it all looked different, a reprieve

Those city streets covered in grease and grime

sparkling just enough to make us believe

 

Cracked and broken sidewalks glistened on a midsummer’s eve

almost beautiful, washed clean of blood and crime

After the rain it all looked different, a reprieve

 

That driving storm hid mothers who grieve

Strobes of police lights fading in elapsed time

sparkling just enough to make us believe

 

Illuminated by lightning, we were naïve

believing everything could change on a dime

After the rain it all looked different, a reprieve

 

When the sun rose to reveal all we did not achieve

the bells on that church tower began to chime

sparkling just enough to make us believe

 

And so we gathered, hoping to retrieve

the courage to face these mountains, shortcomings yet to climb

After the rain it all looked different, a reprieve

sparkling just enough to make us believe

 

photo: Pixabay

 

prompts: Random Noodling, WordPress Daily Post