the coming night

why does this tiny man
cast such a long shadow?

the light of a setting sun
makes even a pebble
look like a boulder

oh my nation
how sad that your self obsession
has become the end of a beautiful day

oh my nation
how shall i hold you
through the coming night?

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Chyfrin the Celtic poet

Artist, Poet, Electrical/Biomedical Engineer, Actor, Playwright, Set construction, Educator, Lover of womankind and single malt scotch

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