Shade Poem by Elbert Matt Loubser

Rain has taken longer to wash the guilt away
Or be that as it may
Untrue, for these days do seem much longer than those before it
Adue, the more they push the borders the more I wake from it
And wake I shall from the washing sway

And sleep has seen the ways of me
Droughts and sands that creep for ages unhithered to be
And bellow low notes that resonate the mountain's stride
And pride, and grimson light, and pride
Always passive never mockingly

At times the light would shine and shade and meld and wake and burn and bade
Those seen, those few, their guilt has stayed
For unblinded wonderous rains have taken time to come
To lighten the burdens of guilt for some
And left them with the rains to fade