Who Will Sit When Bound To Lose? Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Who Will Sit When Bound To Lose?



Who will sit when bound
to lose?

The Fates in sleep and dream
have whispered.

My cruel destiny now
I carry in my Soul.

They passed and called me
'Come, compete we're going
there.'

I replied not and hung my head.

They continued laughing and jeering
even.

For
who will sit when bound
to lose?

Sunday, December 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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