The Town Never Stirred Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Town Never Stirred



In the whole night
The town never stirred
No, no even once
But as in a coma
Slept
But as in a coma
Dreamed.

Nor the lightning
Nor the tempests
Of rainy
The howling of the gales
The cracks of thunder
Woke the town from
Coma.

For
The sub-conscious from
Dusk onwards
So had took over the
Whole town
It was one whole
Big brain
In all hands

Thursday, March 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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