Author Sargon Boulus And Bidpai said: while the clowns laugh the corpse is dangling like a windless flag from the gallows, the sun is white-haired in the sky. It could well be, Dabshalim that what we see with open eyes comes sated with the blindness of the core. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments