Untitled 6 Poem by Lilith Rose Reitenbach
Untitled 6
He that can smile at
death, as we know him;
who can flourish in the
midst of diseases that
kill off whole peoples.
Oh! if such an one was
to come from the Devil, and
not from God, what a
force for good might
he not be in this old
world of ours!
Saturday, March 31, 2007
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