“The sun went down in anger” by Joe Shaw
The Sun went down in anger. For Lillian.
When the Sun went down in anger the darkest
time I felt in my heart, from a cold women
depart, I had no idea of her detest,
like the sunset, going down on a bad Omen
cold and callous of her the sunsets in ire,
of delusion, I feel lost without her,
a Methuselah mentality long and pall
I will with-draw wretched “tis’’true
a life of sorrow, things might change
tomorrow? The Sun will shine for me too,
but I’ll die alone an out-cast by name;
the Sun is gone in shame, like a hot knife
cutting deep into my heart, such is life.
Poem by Joseph.E. Shaw. (Christchurch)