Skeleton Of The Popping Eyes Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Skeleton of the popping eyes
Fortunate
That your eyes remain:
Popping in this wilderness of Earth
Skelton
You speak not, but stand
Mute and inglorious
Hollowed face without
The beauty that clothes the bones
That now soiled with dust
Reign:
Skeleton of the popping eyes
I see you beckon
You point to humans gathered
As in the vale of Josaphat
And
In your eyes I see gleam
The anger and the wrath of justice
To be done:
Not of vindictiveness, no,
No stronger
Skeleton of the popping eyes.