after some days of freedom
from the raging rain that falls
it is back in earnest crying
as its full might unfold
hearts of steel are challenged
to keep all that it can hold
and into the night the drops
still fall
drenching the already
drowning soul
there is no hope of reprieve
for poor prisoners on hold
Eloida Capuno
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-rain-wont-stop/
