Emmanuel George Cefai Poems

To me you give just one year
Knowing that you hold over me power.

You play the strings, my head bends
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O to end verse in fragment!
You will object, I not.
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Beneath the thunder cloud the storm
Growls – angry door of coming night
And of the flashing pink twilight.
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When the times comes
Let it come
At any rate
I will destroy the statue that I built
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The hands are cold.
The feet hard frozen.
Yet
the cold is not outside
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Night rode on the waves with
Ghosts and shrouds:
Ah! I am angry
I suspend Immortality
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Cape of sadness
Black wrath of concentration camps
Clouds that hover angrily
Mists of hopes that fall
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Well
They were:
But now are not:
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