Troubadour Of The Sands Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Troubadour Of The Sands
Troubadour of the sands
Prime Artist of those lands
Premier all that enjoyed
Therein
Even relative
Of that thirst and red
And
Of all that moved relative therein
But his thin wide beard
Singled him out the Sage,
The Philosopher of those lands
For Things to the Sage submit
And the Words of Philosophy
Sum up relative
The Wisdom in those lands
And
Not withstanding else
Wisdom be Controller of those lands.
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