The Tragedy (I) Poem by Leorne Adile
The Tragedy (I)
I met a man who told me
The saddest story I'd ever heard
As he spoke, his eyes grew teary
And his voice was very sad.
We sat under the starry sky
And since time seemed in no hurry
We bought beer to make it fly by
While he narrated his touching story.
It was not just another tale
Of laying a loved one in a grave
Or of being sent off to jail
Or of war, nay, but of love
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