Bend
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Bend, bend trees
Your time be come for
Bending.
Arrives the funeral cortege,
The coffin, the mourners,
The grave diggers wait
Impatient.
The grave open yawns
At the edge of the dusk
A fall, a coffin falls
Into the earth it
Rests.
Disperse the sad crowd
Silent.
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş