They came upon a noon of despair
With folded arms and dreams to Spare
Uncertainty and fate were points to Ponder
With brewing cups and laughter share
He who felt and burden fight
A warrior by faith and broken Light
The task of solitude for ever Share
Neither was here nor freedom there
The one from east had skill Compare
Baring south the magi share
With gifts of wisdom and humor Declare
These were men in Gods despair
In the end , they promised thee
Their oath of pain with perfect Bliss
God bless the slaves of urban Gain
Who died in hope or killed in Vain
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abstract..........very victorian in essence,
ReplyDeletethere is a lot of dexterity with reference to some of the dark overtones expressed by the writer. there also seems to be a penched up fight of morality expressed in a very pre colonial rapture.
ReplyDeletereminds me of william browne........ which seems orthodox yet having a very pyramid like structure
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