YOU Poem by Claude Esteban

YOU



You
who walk, who do not wish to see


go down, go down always, even
to the barren kingdoms


there a whole people stir, shades
of fathers confounded by their sons, queens


who dance in their frenzy and far,
faraway upon a cliff edge


a man who looks at the sea and murmurs,
mountains of foam, restore it to me.

Wednesday, May 30, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: fathers,mountains,sons
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