I Hear The Horn Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

I Hear The Horn



I hear the horn.
He came for me.

I feign not to hear.
But my hair stands
on end.

A castle and a house
stopped.
It was no dynasty

Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life,wisdom
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