Emmanuel George Cefai
Alone, Alone - I - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
You walk, you toil and lose
You work for years
And day and night
And then robber-like
They steal, they steal from you
All your fruits, all your work
When will the pity of heaven come?
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