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All right I was Welsh Does it matter	A
I spoke a tongue that was passed on	B
To me in the place I happened to be	C
A place huddled between grey walls	D
Of cloud for at least half the year	E
My word for heaven was not yours	F
The word for hell had a sharp edge	G
Put on it by the hand of the wind	H
Honing honing with a shrill sound	I
Day and night Nothing that Glyn Dwr	E
Knew was armour against the rain's	F
Missiles What was descent from him	J
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Even God had a Welsh name	K
He spoke to him in the old language	L
He was to have a peculiar care	E
For the Welsh people History showed us	F
He was too big to be nailed to the wall	M
Of a stone chapel yet still we crammed him	J
Between the boards of a black book	N
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Yet men sought us despite this	F
My high cheek bones my length of skull	O
Drew them as to a rare portrait	P
By a dead master I saw them stare	E
From their long cars as I passed knee deep	Q
In ewes and wethers I saw them stand	R
By the thorn hedges watching me string	S
The far flocks on a shrill whistle	O
And always there was their eyes strong	T
Pressure on me You are Welsh they said	U
Speak to us so keep your fields free	E
Of the smell of petrol the loud roar	E
Of hot tractors we must have peace	F
And quietness	F
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Is a museum	V
Peace I asked Am I the keeper	E
Of the heart's relics blowing the dust	W
In my own eyes I am a man	X
I never wanted the drab role	Y
Life assigned me an actor playing	S
To the past's audience upon a stage	Z
Of earth and stone the absurd label	O
Of birth of race hanging askew	A2
About my shoulders I was in prison	B2
Until you came your voice was a key	E
Turning in the enormous lock	C2
Of hopelessness Did the door open	B2
To let me out or yourselves in	D2
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Submitted by Andrew Mayers	F

Ronald Stuart Thomas

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