Emmanuel George Cefai Poems

‘the chest of funds’

‘the eyes are hollow,
The hollow eyes’
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The shadows slowly steals.

See wall and shadow are one.
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The scream I heard
But this was not
Of Earth
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Slow, together, Chorus
Moaned the skeletons.

Into one huge cloud of moaning
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Jungle of fear, calm called

But fear increases so
That I must decide to
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I heard a
Skeleton
Snoring.
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Why have you abandoned me
Thus

Thus with Fear only?
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What is the plot today?

Night will soon come.
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The night
The night
Shouted the Owl.
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Eyes be made for
Weeping

And then the hearts rest.
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