Though Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Though



Though the Dawns come one after one
Sentinels one by one a colonnade
A colonnade of white
So much the pain, the angst, the suffering
Even in Joy the Ennui comes!
And an aged Philosopher sat alone
Chin on his hand and smiling sardonic
‘It will still be, it will, ' he said.

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