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We Knew Then!
We knew then,
Standing at the gate,
With shadows, heavy, cloying
Hanging from him like a shroud,
He’ll see the specialist tomorrow
And I’m asked to milk his cows.
But all I can see is the black tide,
The treacle heavy darkness
Which whirls and gathers in his eyes,
Like storm clouds
Lit,
Now and then,
By intense flashes of fear
And we knew then!
