Drop After Drop Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Drop After Drop
Drop after drop
In the hoarse tongue
In the parched throat
And come the time
When the words come
The rhythm and the
Notes
I versify, I sing
And
In my hands the lyre bring
And
Over the chords my hands
PassingA new life breathe where
Before lay
The throes and winds of
A harsh throat.
Sunday, March 21, 2021
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