Rain Drop Suicide

My eyes see and my ears hear
the sight and sound of each individual rain drop
splattering against the cement pavement.

A lost soul who is no longer able to hold on,
jumps off a three hundred foot building
and lands on the empty street below.

Must look like the raindrops to God's holy eyes.

Even now
the thunder rumbles
and perhaps God is angry with me
for having such thoughts.