Ii: the Ancient Linnet Must Go?
Darest Vicar,
Hearers were surprised to hear:
“I am glad to address this rally” –
Would our Cape-bred peacock consent
To perch on these foiled hill-top trees?
Darest V.C.,
It was this faked feast
That held our souls surfeit
That held our eyes in a toad-like
Astonishment – our eyes stood still
Within that solemness of the hour;
Oh, darest V.C.,
The entire world stood still like us
Under the suddenness of placards
Under the suddenness of songs –
Was it for the demise of the ancient linnet
That new songs were hummed in campus liberty?
Copyright © Canny Amah | Year Posted 2009
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