We Are Passing Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
We Are Passing
We,
We are passing
continually
under swords hanging
suspended by thin threads
we
one sword here
one sword there
we,
we are passing
Fear on our faces
Grows
Though we put brave
Faces
Our hearts throb
Wild
One throb after another
Throb.
For
We,
We are passing
continually
under swords hanging
suspended by thin threads
we
one sword here
one sword there
we,
we are passing
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5/1/2024 11:48:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
We are just a passers by in this game called life