The Giant Of The Red Eye Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The giant of the red eye
he about his cave
hovers with the clouds.

to them he talks, for he
though once on Earth
from caves of Earth to
higher caves arose.

And though oft blinding be
nocturnal light of stars
in the dark moon lit rocks of
grey and black
from rock to rock he scoured
his way:
before as yet another day:
and he
from Heavens begged and prayed
for them
the Earth to spare and save
and heal:
a thousand humans achieved not
what this new Prometheus
in his sad lone life:
yet
in that giant sadness there was
the giant heart that bore and
stole to us
the first Promethean fire that we live.