Colin F. Jones
A WELSH EXPERIMENT
Aberth! Aberth! What is their worth?
There’s no lloches for the dead,
Absit! They stain dear mother Earth!
With the fruitless blood they shed.
Twas Am ddim! As all death is,
When given without a need;
They lost their dreams and failed,
To amaethu their seed
©Copyright March 16, 2007 by Colin F. Jones
Translations:
- Aberth: Sacrifice
- Llochesau: Refuge
- Twas am ddim: All is nothingness
- Amaethu: Cultivate