tears of grey

if every city is a map of the stories it's seen,
I ask only this:
what would the rain city cry?
through it's tears of grey

falling 
from an even grey-er sky
in the shadow of 
those over-bearing mountains
across the dividing lines-
where charity makes a home of street corners
recruiting your ignorance to keep out the sun...

I live here too, by the way
wiping my eyes as you pass

"oh look" you say,
"it's raining on the other side of town..."