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MY PEOPLE


“O Twm,” he said, “there’s glory that is awaiting for you, man. After many years I will come to Capel Sion with my grandchildren and I will show them your grave and say to them, ‘This is the grave of Tomos Tomos, Tybach. He was buried the day the graveyard was opened.’”

But Twm hardened his heart and would not take any comfort from the words of the Ruler of Capel Sion.

“Shon bach,” he whimpered, “would be nice to me.”

“You have been a bad man, Twm,” the minister sang. “But now you are coming into a heritage of splendour. Come forth from your house of bondage. I am your deliverer, and I will walk before your coffin, Twm bach, to your last home in Capel Sion.”

Twm turned his face to the wall; and he tried to stuff his ears with the ends of the patchwork quilt that covered him.

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