One to calm the nerves

The rain falls
Like snowflakes, light
And carried by the
Swirling breeze.

Daintily they dance
Onto my face as I walked
Away from the angry
Clouds above.

Better you run,
Snowflake rain, chased
Down by the cloud's
Sturdier men.

The soldiers win,
Pinning down the dancers, as
Their blood spills, graying
The pavement.

And keeping dry,
A tabby lies, ignoring
The violence of the rain,
Slumbering sweet.