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Calm Is The Dawning Day
TÓC (22-12-1976 / Beal Atha na Slua, Chontae an Gaillimh, Eire)

Calm Is The Dawning Day

Poem By Tomás Ó Cárthaigh

Calm is the dawning day,
As I from my bed I rise,
That at that moment one has died
I as little care as realise.

They have died because they had not to eat
The food Ive dumped that from my breakfast I have left
Though I never to them could it have given
Though waste, it is like from them a theft.

Little knowning and less caring I make my way
Through my world in which all is fair
I ask my God the day I never see
Of famine, and if I do, someone for me does care.

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Comments (1)

a little choppy Tomas, a little hard to follow but the lofty expression gives a feeling a raw sophistication which is indeed genuinely unique. best care, sus.