What Am I? - The Rain

What am I?

Am I the death of struggling hypes 

Or am I the reason for millions to survive? 

What am I?

Am I the orogeny of new cascades,

Or the reason behind,

The black attire of puddles,

Before your address.?

What am I?

Am the silk that recreates the fields,

Or am I the flood, the swallow your meals?

What am I?

Am the crimson blush of soaked petals,

Or am I the rust that corrodes metals?

What am I?

Am I the source of writer's ink,

Or am I the bloodshed at Warfield?

What am I?

Am I the ointment to burning earth,

Or am I the reason of acid burns?

What am I?

Am I the Demise of my dad?

Or am I the mother of my lad?