The Poet Seer Sat On The Piano Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
The Poet Seer Sat On The Piano
And he played
And he closed his eyes
And he let his sad heart speak
All he did
Was to unlock the keys if his
Sad heart:
The golden axles were not for him
But misery sadness and the Bleak
Stared him in the face
To so-called madness.
Saturday, February 15, 2014
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