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Poetry News Post #5414

A Humble Farewell

Written by: Stefana Vorondil
Date: Monday, May 20th, 2019
Addressed to: The City of Cyrene


Goodnight and sweet dreams to the innocent
A humble farewell I have longed to say
Your final memory was imprisonment
Before the great wave snuffed your life away
Just like the flicker of a candle, no longer burning bright
But it's for you we fight-
The war is not done yet
As we resolve not to forget.

Goodnight and sweet dreams to the brave and strong
Who never faltered in protecting us
Trapped in a graveyard where you don't belong
Beneath a city swathed in ash and dust
And now the flood has claimed your duty, and Ugrach holds your fate
Your sacrifice was great,
And though we aren't the same
You brought us all back home again.

Goodnight and sweet dreams to the nameless horde
Who we lay down into an endless sleep
Goodbye to strangers who our walls adored
Before they fell to waters grave and deep
At night we hear the cries, of loved ones you have left behind
It is their song, as they sing farewell with me.

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Sarapin, in the year 801 AF.


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Poetry News Post #5414

A Humble Farewell

Written by: Stefana Vorondil
Date: Monday, May 20th, 2019
Addressed to: The City of Cyrene


Goodnight and sweet dreams to the innocent
A humble farewell I have longed to say
Your final memory was imprisonment
Before the great wave snuffed your life away
Just like the flicker of a candle, no longer burning bright
But it's for you we fight-
The war is not done yet
As we resolve not to forget.

Goodnight and sweet dreams to the brave and strong
Who never faltered in protecting us
Trapped in a graveyard where you don't belong
Beneath a city swathed in ash and dust
And now the flood has claimed your duty, and Ugrach holds your fate
Your sacrifice was great,
And though we aren't the same
You brought us all back home again.

Goodnight and sweet dreams to the nameless horde
Who we lay down into an endless sleep
Goodbye to strangers who our walls adored
Before they fell to waters grave and deep
At night we hear the cries, of loved ones you have left behind
It is their song, as they sing farewell with me.

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Sarapin, in the year 801 AF.


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