The Waradgery Tribe
Harried we were, and spent,
Broken and falling,
Ere as the cranes we went,
Crying and calling.
Summer shall see the bird
Backward returning;
Never shall there be heard
Those, who went yearning.
Emptied of us the land;
Ghostly our going;
Fallen like spears the hand
Dropped in the throwing.
We are the lost who went,
Like the cranes, crying;
Hunted, lonely and spent
Broken and dying.
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