Deconstructing a raindrop

Fired from above
God's sending his bad souls
To Hell
Today.
This one
Doesn't believe in him
Nor does
This one
And still,
The benevolent one
Fails to notice the trend

These broken children of Gaia
Falling
They never get back up
But for half an unch
When they hit the ground
And smash
Below black, enraged skies.

You kamikaze wretch
Look at your
Battle scars now
They're falling off you
And your mum is no longer proud.
You're pure and clear
But the acid in your veins
Keeps eating you
And now you are a screw-up.

Where's?
Your picture now?
On mantelpiece
Or in girlfriends pocket
(She cries when she sees it)
So when you pray
Remember to pray for
Your picture
And your smile
You siden parting
You teeth:
All teeth
You were
Before you
Became real, and fell
Below black, enraged skies.