Sonnet Ix - Poem by Abdullah Rihawi
Where the hell can I find thee, dear gallows? ?
For age is gone; and the rope I do expect
Where my head on it softly rests and pillows
And away do I pass, be hanged direct,
For my soul had my body alone forsaken;
So let my skeleton swing thence, in the dark
At peace and among those I shall be taken
Before my sun rises within this sad park.
So damned this life, so damned this swing
All have gone, all have run, still I'm here
So let me at once that bill in hell ring
Lest my fine string vanish and disappear.
I know! ! by so doing, I am at once to Hell,
So let me back, the sacred soul I won't sell.
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