Irony

Upon sands of time Ashore banks of ages Waiting dawn to dusk Tarried men in expectation   Told to await a prophet A deliverer to arise A  Saviour with mandate divine The souls of men to save   Men and prophets passed on Posterity* became generations gone ‘Here He is’ cried a sage* Vain was his cry as before   Old men aged more in waiting Young women watched their breasts sag Time was always there to elapse They waited […]

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