There Be Another Reign To-Night Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

There be another reign
To-night
For
In the night
Who is not elevated
Who be not raised
Somewhat in nobility?

The gorges smile
Smile in the moon light
That lessens as the
Gorges deepen.

The shrouds and ghosts
In council high
Aggregate below
At the pitch bottom
Of the hideous gorges:
There
They whisper and conspire
The plans for the next day,
Next month, year,
Century.
For these
See in terms of centuries
To come
These
Bring with them
The Ages and the Fates
Down
Down
In the dimly moon-lit
Gorges