My Sorrows Have Led Me To This Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
My Sorrows Have Led Me To This
My sorrows have led me to this
See, how I suffer
See, how I tremble
How my poor remaining
Little strength
Faded away and oared away
Far, far over the Ocean waves
Where billows and liquid bosom
Aim in them the mirror of the day
The wound is made
The wound will close not
The harm be done
The suffering before I had
To increase be bound
And I must suffer, suffer
In silence, without word and sound.
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