Before The Crowds Let Me Go. Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Before The Crowds Let Me Go.



Before the Crowds let me go.

The Crowds gather as usual.

For they like what I, the Poet Seer told them.

But more so that I sung.

The Moon free; and the Winds unchained.

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