Wherefore Those Jugged Rocks Mtahleb Old? Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Wherefore Those Jugged Rocks Mtahleb Old?



A Spirit I become
A Night Spirit.
And roll down the jagged rock
Hurting
And
Hurtling
But then I be a Spirit, thus adjusts.
Provided the dark after Dusk covers my deed.

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