Now My Play Is Towards Its Last Act Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Now my play is towards its last Act
The last scene of the Act penultimate
Is ending:
The next scene that will be in the
Next Act:
Long, long age has been a-drumming
Quiet, hidden and imperceptible
Now
Age sits to watch the conclusions:
So it wills
Though my desperate brain
Thought after thought till now
In vain evolves
Escape its clutches:
Now my play is towards its last Act
The last scene of the Act penultimate
Is ending: