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True Nature
True Nature
A wolf howls skywards
To tell the pale, waxing moon
Of the solar death
The raven squawks in flight
As it tells the morning star
Of the sun’s rebirth
A man cries alone
Unaware of dark or light
In his Brexit hell
Saturday 21st September 2019 11:27 am
ðə króz ləmɛ́nt
ðə króz ləmɛ́nt
(tékən frə́m ‘the bʊ́k ə́v crows’)
kró stǽnd ən fíld
sɪ́ŋ kró sɔ́ŋ
tú hjúmən ɪ́r
sáwnd rɔ́ŋ
koww koww koww
kró blǽk ə́v wɪ́ŋ
kró blǽk ə́v bón
kró blǽk ə́v hárt
kró só əlón
áj hǽd brə́ðər blǽk
bə́t brə́ðər blǽk ɪ́z gɔ́n
tékən báj ðə wɪ́ntər
hɪ́r máj sǽd kró sɔ́ŋ
“stick mǽn
...
Wednesday 23rd May 2018 2:02 pm
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