In honor of changing times

as the days go by,

I keep staring at the sky.

waiting for the rain,

that will wash away the pain.

it's been a while since I've cried,

cried at the failure of every-time I've tried.

I've noticed these days,

things have changed their ways.

now the days seem brighter,

they've awaken in me a fighter.

no longer do I keep waiting for rain,

now the rising of sun is the only thing I await.

could it be a sign?

sign of changing times,

sign of countless dimes.

we'll feed our desires,

blow out our inner fires.

because finally I've understood,

fire only consumes,

and what all remains are fumes.