Emmanuel George Cefai Poems

A question
Is a question
Is a question
Is a question of the previous
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But
Till the genesis
Genesis so elusive be
In as direct proportion to advance on it
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In sad sweetness I
That I deliver most calculate
Therefore
Let Civilization for that pray
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The cry is hoarse
The cry is dry
The cry is broken
The cry relative.
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And fumes
And fumes
The incense of the dark
Coming up
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The walls are red
Tonight
The walls of the internal
Yard
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In the depths that red weak light
Burns
Lights
I closed the window loud
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Past midnight
And the light
That before midnight burnt
Still burns
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Ageing and clouds
These ancient be
And Primitive
Hence their strength
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Ageing of Justice be an agent be
For it equality ensure
That power and glory unjustly
Chafe.
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