Son of SunsA Poem by gombeggarHere’s your pen Here’s your ink Read it in the temple Word for word So to speak
Rent it over the flame You are the son of suns
Idios -His own, private flame And no rain yet, only mist
Goats goats many many goats Goats in the smoke Goats goats many many goats Like a bottle in the smoke Night came before Night came before day That’s how it was done before Woe unto you to scribe
Here’s your pen Here’s your ink Peri Peri -What do you think? You are the son of suns
Duo lestai -Two thieves Kakourgoi, kakourgoi What difference does it make? You are the son of suns
Rhetoric he speaks And he talks to himself The son of suns Of every single infinitesimal one Called on, he is the son of suns © 2013 gombeggarReviews
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3 Reviews Added on September 30, 2013 Last Updated on September 30, 2013 Authorgombeggarhazleton, PAAbouti'm a writer, older then my years, younger then as well...i'm a fool and a giant...not usually on the same days more..Writing
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