Smoke In The Dust Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Smoke In The Dust

His eyes be big.
His eyes be round.
His eyes light green.
His eyes be angry.
Smoke in the dust
Smoke from the dust is coming
Is coming.
I shall hear laments to-night
That shall blow not as night-winds
But Thunder.

Sunday, August 13, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: anger,eyes,family
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