Witches With Lank Faces
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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when witches with lank faces
fly when sea waters away from shore
spume like in giant waves to heavens soar
when hungry faces prowl and vespers
be done and houses closed to storm and
dark, King Night his scepter wields over the land
And over seas and the Oceans immense
there you will find me sad Poet Seer
one of the All, and One with All, of All, to All.
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