The Battle Of Ghosts And Shrouds Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

In battle?
The ghost and shrouds?

Flashes
And lightning celestial
sounds
of steel resounding
battle
without truce
the ghosts
the shrouds

Pale
Grows
The
Face
Of
The
Old
City:
People
Inside
Dream
Ignore
The
The
Spears
And
Scabbards
Of the battle.

Heated the battle!

The stars and heavens
Ignore not
Their diplomacy does
Not succeed.5

Then
Of a sudden
Where celestial diplomacy
Failed
Dawn approaches.

Feel
All the fighters their time
Is falling on
Their heads
As the guillotine

Disappear
Disappear and fade
As melted snow
In the rays of the sun.

And
Night-dews that shouted
Once
And faded.