Ah! Then A Quiet End, The End Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Ah! Then A Quiet End, The End



And then a stop.
A grinding of the wheels.

I see the face of Immortality
Surprised.

And smiling devilish a face
We hate.

And in her hand a sickle held
That dripped slow blood.

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