Unfortunate Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Unfortunate



Unfortunate
Holderlin
To me
Extend your hand
I too
As you be
The friend and slave
Of misfortunes too
My life is torn is
Charred is chained
Together let us go
Sad mute in silence
Hand in hand
Up to the
Golgotha.

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