1986

There was something in the sky that day.I remember.Prisoners around got scared at onceCollisions of hunger spread in cause of rainFinally once empty shops filled withFeared human beingsAnd someone said:One little dropDropped on my faceAnd the second oneDropped on my six year old friend'sAll of a suddenSome huge hand grabbed usI slippedBut my friend stayedAnd was taken with the crowdVoices of panic were heard everywhere aroundAnd one of them came from my mother's mouthAs she saw meDancing in the rainDancing in the rainWith my hands upCouldn't just figure outIt's funny acid tasteWith my hands upCouldn't just figure outIt's funny acid taste