Mill That Turned Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Mill That Turned



Mill that turned
So much
In so many centuries.

Of long ago
The cock that crowed
Revealing betrayal.

Yet even since
Their habit is ingrained
Propense
To crow all mornings.

Wednesday, March 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life,routine
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