The Agony Of The Poet Seer

Affixed they
to the martyred
butterfly
a needle through it
fixing it
on paper.

Trembled in pain
the fading
butterfly
three and half days
it stood so
paining.

Passed by the Poet Seer
and said:
'Shame!
But compared to my
fading pains
that suffering is joy.'
And
went the Poet Seer bent
under his sufferings,
away.

by Emmanuel George Cefai

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