Haggard Faces Poem by Rafik Romdhani
Haggard Faces
Away in the fields of men
She sighs as she lumbers
Under the scorching sun,
Which with real embers
Burns the haggard faces
Lost somewhere in sweat. 💦
Oh! Sweat always a rockbasis
In the dust where we met
And sat together in the shade
I am her son and She my mother
Apparent wrinkles time's mules made
And murmured: "only with a mother!
Only with her one couldupgrade
Only with her one could be Lover."
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