A So-Called Crazy Man Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
A So-Called Crazy Man
A so-called crazy man
He stood upon the access streets
That from the cemetery's gates
Led higher and higher midst
Crosses and marbles.
And in the silent dark
And chill by stars
And moon warmed
Spirits with tools bent;
Opened the graves
And closed.
The cemetery a world be
Think of it my friend
Always.
Dawn here will less gladden bring
Than dark of nights.
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