The Dead Speak



The quill is my tongue

And the inkpot my mouth

These are my tools.

I will do a rendition

With the tongue of a parrot

And speak more when I am gone

Because I am a poet

My voice remains 

When I have travelled

If the dead speak

Know them as muses.


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