floody deluge

rain.
not a shower. or a drizzle.
rain. genuine downpour without a single break. day in day out for the last week. banging on the roofs, tents, heads, trees, streets, cars.
in everybody's minds, thoughts, conversations. rain everywhere.
we go to sleep silently hoping that it WILL stop. but it never does.
and today, as if going for a grand finale, after a long crescendo, it all came to a FLOOD
there's no campsite anymore. just water. tents and peoples' belongings floating helplessly around. little dramas of sinking cameras, clothes and no sleep. people laughing, people crying. chaos.
and all that with an ever present accompaniament of the rain banging on the roofs, tenets, heads, trees, streets, cars...