the rain came sideways in steady gray sheets, riding the furious gusts that tore at the windows and tossed about all that wasn't weighted down; the light show upon the black canvas flashed a dangerous disco, preceding the vicious cracks of thunder that fragmented the night, further darkening the sky; too many saw it as a cool storm, a hard rain, another day, to the those willing to open eyes, it was another sign of our deepening sin
