Arsiema Berhane

Rookie - 0 Points (March 10,1920 / Asmara, Eritrea)

Seven Line Poem

Poem by Arsiema Berhane

I never knew we were made of ashes
And would end up being ashes
Until I heard that priest say
Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust,
At the burial procession
Of i don't remember whose.


Comments about Seven Line Poem by Arsiema Berhane

  • Amberlee Carter (7/19/2005 11:58:00 AM)

    I think the people who rated this, missed its pregnant point..
    I've been at the funeral, more than once...well done(Report)Reply

    2 person liked.
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  • Peter A. Crowther (6/10/2005 12:38:00 PM)

    The priests are wrong. We're not made of ashes, we're made of stardust(Report)Reply

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  • john tiong chunghoojohn tiong chunghoo (4/23/2005 9:11:00 AM)

    is there anything left to salvage of this poem?(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 23, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 4, 2010