Generation Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Generation
Generation after
Generation
Suns that rise
Then
Decline
Dusks that red
Bend into nights
Deep in the drinking of
Sadness
And the laments
Whispering of
Ghosts and shrouds
And
Generation after generation
Pass:
Machine
That ruthless moves
Round and round
The wheel
The cycle
And
We absorbed in it
Move with the wheel
And cycle of life
Helpless and irreversible
Just that, my Monsignor
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