Xavier Paolo Ledesma Mandreza
Verse - 26 - Poem by Xavier Paolo Ledesma Mandreza
Verses shall never find me Work;
Nor Songs a Salary I ever Shall.
I would rather then,
Serenade for the Hopeful to Come;
Till such Season be the Reason for Up-Bringing.
Fellow-Words be the Spells of Tomorrow;
No matter how Centred and Utterly Sullen,
I am a Writer and Words are meant to be Broken.
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