Rain Every Moment At Mount Mulanje Poem by Paul Mwenelupembe

Stamps Rains never die here, every moment is a raining day
You will see clouds here an ice standing upon 3000 meters
Shameless to say the invisible hand of haddles fitting rays
You see neibhors, mocking tea smiling and cidar soiling are green litters
You will see eyes of tears here, slipping scales of misterous stories
You will see the warm heart on tables, laughing and yawning before you
You will see rainstorms hide and settle, in birds songs full of waterloo stones
You hear a battle of hope in your heart as rains capsizes fondues
It will it tell you afar if you have never tested its beauty
This highland will charm your eyes, fresh air will roll your absurdity
It will rule you in the kingdom, embracing the blue Holizon of rains
In these seasons of rains all regions will speak of you
By the father of mountains, Mount Malanje in every moment of rains