O Saint John The Cathedral! Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

O Saint John The Cathedral!



O Saint John the Cathedral!
The night in the square I!
How wish to terrify!
Below the trees that cut
Now grow again
To be the home of the past homeless birds:
Temporary their exile from their berths.
So with us, . Humans.
Pain, suffering, imprisonment, auctions, Courts,
Marshals, police, hand-cuffs, cells, grating of iron,
The judges’ sentence, and the rest of paraphernalia
Are just the same as temporary in proportion direct
As cigars, automobiles of luxury, sedans, halls,
Palaces, lands, flats, projects, et ceatera, et caetera,
And as the high-dressed tail-coated presidents
Of States of courts, prime minister, ministers,
Cabinets and councils, tycoons and politicians,
Well need I continue with the list?
It is not worth such trouble being
Only so temporary.
Easy, my friend
Obvious, my friend, Doctor Watson
Said Sherlock Holmes
Easy.
Easy
Obvious.

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