Poetry

Friday, 10 May 2019

The bells of Csepel

The bells of Csepel
They are ringing
In the air you can tell
They are bringing
In news of the ware
Houses of despair
And my soul which is trapped
There singing

Those bells there now
Have rung
For all those strung out and hung
For doing right not wrong
Innocent without a gun
For them the bells have rung

They have rung
For the liars and deceivers
Town criers calling to non-believers
For the beggars and the thieves
All those who cannot be relieved
For those lost and alone
Have they rung

The bells of Csepel they are ringing
Between heaven and hell
they are bringing
The souls of the dead
To the flat island's head
Where the Csepel Angels
Are winging

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