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Estella M. McGhee-Siehoff

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Two Streets Of Sorrows To Me


Unpaid rent,

Unpaid thanks,

Unpaid support.

Orlando

Osceola to Liberty

Hyer to Hillman

Two streets of sorrows to me.


The brook Cherith is dry,

The tears are dry,

The land is dry.

Orlando

Osceola to Liberty

Hyer to Hillman

Two streets of sorrows to me.


Sawn asunder,

Dens and caves,

Tormented and afflicted.

Orlando

Osceola to Liberty

Hyer to Hillman

Two streets of sorrows to me.


I’m gone,

The buildings are gone,

The graves are full.

Orlando

Osceola to Liberty

Hyer to Hillman

Two streets of sorrows to me.


The dogs drink blood,

The wicked devices cease,

The spreading bay tree’s cut down.

Orlando

Osceola to Liberty

Hyer to Hillman

Two streets of sorrows to me.


I Leave You Praying And I Love You. Estella

 
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