waiting for spring rain

given a choice you have to make it plain
no pleasant pastures lie beyond the wall
each of us has to wait for the spring rain

your duty's never to remove the stain
others may wish our charges to enthral
given a choice you have to make it plain

so many gods were worshipped at this fane
so many supplicants have made the crawl
each of us has to wait for the spring rain

the absent never find out what was slain
nor are the early always on the ball
given a choice you have to make it plain

you took the option and would not abstain
there is no feeling that would be too small
each of us has to wait for the spring rain

we slap a label on the normal pain
and do not listen to its mournful call
given a choice you have to make it plain
each of us has to wait for the spring rain